Anthony BoydellUnited Kingdom
UnspecifiedWelcome...to my Shed!
(The Gathering of Chums 2018)
I'd been teetotal on the Friday - happy to be the designated driver - but, for the rest of the festivities I was determined to be able to have a jar or two. Given that I've shed a fifth of my body-weight since the Spring, I felt I owed myself a few nutritional favours: an extension of my Essen 'essen' privileges, if you will. There was also the promise of a barrel of the utterly gorgeous 'Titanic Plum Porter' (4.9%) and there was no way on Gaia I was gonna miss out on THAT!
(clockwise etc) Matt, Aaron, Ed and I mull over the quirky-yet-familiar Airship City (resource collection, recipe fulfillment, spacial-manipulation fun); two views of the delightfully-daft, dice-rattling shenanigans of Miremarsh (roll-and-allocate, survive, eat fish) - certainly an Arthur (and Arthur's Dad)-pleaser; (Ceylon) Tea & Jam (sumo) - the former is a handsomely-presented, accessible and light Euro, the latter 'flicking great!'; all back to mine and scoffing the enormous takeout curry - Mrs B got carried away and ordered about 50 poppadoms(!); drunken Agricola (see below) and the pre-Botswana selfie.
It was inevitable that I should do a spot of farming at some point so, topping up my porter, MrShep and Stu took up my challenge for quick threesome. A couple more pints were eagerly-glugged as I put my workers to work and held on, rapaciously, to the new Start Player Marker (a gift from Stu); indeed, as I began to mentally drift under the sweet-brewed influence of those impressive plums (and occasionally stick the S.P.M to my forehead like a Unicorn's horn), I was also taking unconscious command of the table ie. despite getting quite squiffy (quite quickly), I was winning!
The gloriouz AuZtralia! Quite definitely my Game Of The Weekend - taught excellently by MrShep and played in the spirit by Snowdonia Dragon Ed and Eurosnoot Surya. Just the perfect mix of Eurogame, theme and rando-trash.
Mrs B attended, post-Botswana, to gather peoples' curry preferences and we had to wait a further (just one more game!) hour before it was ready for pick-up. It took three of us to carry all the food back to the house.
By the time we'd gobbled our bhajis, noshed our keemas and necked our dals it was 10.30PM and too late to get back to the pub before closing SO some of us wandered over to the shed to wax lyrical, prod cardboard boxes and admire my extensive collection of Gaming Tat.
Life and Games (but mostly games) from Tony Boydell: Dad, Husband and Independent UK Game Designer, Agricola fanboy and jealous admirer of Carl Chudyk. www.surprisedstaregames.co.uk
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