---

Home FAQ Historical Modern Fantasy/SciFi Humour The Big Gob Artwork Shows Links Guestbook Email the Commander

A Wargames Widow I wonder how many wargame widows feel the same? The endless wargame talk, followed by mountains of books, army lists and not forgetting of course, all the plastic and metal figures (which are the pride and joy of all our men). One wargamer in particular, who's name won't be mentioned (he drinks a lot of beer!) rolls in on a d6 every Friday night, fuelled up on beer and his latest conquest, relives the night's game, and being the dutiful, supportive girlfriend, I endeavour to relive that crucial moment. A new army is out, it's a panic, how good are they, what are their stats and best of all what does the WPS forum site have to say? 6 months later the army has been bought, the anticipation is all over. Sprues as far as the eye can see. The excitement is plain to see. Through all the super glue and trimming the moment has arrived. Lining them up. Do they rank up? How do they look from the side, the top, from a distance? Imagining them on the table top brings him closer to sheer fulfilment. Until that is a new army is released, and he starts over again. The life of a wargames widow is tough, but I think it comes down to love your man, love your plastics!