Wednesday Minion Steps Up

Greetings, Fellow Challengers, and welcome to The Whacky and Whonderful Whorld of Whednesdays!

Minion Ev is finally on the case after looking after two pre-school age grandchildren for the last two-and-a-half days; they're delightful, but they are exhausting, especially in a Sydney summer. 

Sleep deprivation is a terrible thing.

That's not me, of course; I look far worse than that. 

A bit about me; I've been a wargamer and figure painter in one form or another since about 1976, when I discovered the local library's collection of Donald Featherstone books, the gateway drug of choice for most fifty-something lead pushers. Painted and played GW games with my sons, GM'ed AD&D and Runequest, and now enjoying smaller-scale tabletop games with occasional forays into 18th C Imagi-Nations with Millsy (see The Wars of the Sable Hat for more details). Also a sporadic contributor to Canister and Grape (the other blog where Millsy does most of the heavy lifting...).

Those of you who pay attention to such things will know that this is my first outing as a minion (fourth as a Challenger), and I plan to be a fair-minded and reasonable judge of your work, at least until the Sydney heat drives me crazy and I go full Colonel Kurtz; "Bonus points for the aubergine! But I hate bases which aren't made of WeetBix! Minus five points!"

This Wednesday is fairly quiet as people are still recovering from Christmas and Hogmanay (that's New Year to those of you without the blessing of Scottish heritage), but we have;

• A big vehicle with a big gun,
• A big furry guy with a big gun, and
• A big blue box and associated figures.

So, Challengers, let's get Challenging!

Evan

Supreme Despot and Unquestioned Autarch of The Midweek Realm

'My Door Is Always Open!'