The Watford Gap services, and so far, all is well. The car is packed not only with hundreds of Spencer Smiths, but also with boxes stuffed with scenery, piles of terrain squares and bags bulging with all an umpire’s necessaries.
I had a very, very late night last night, rebasing everything I could, adding a few flags and tarting up a few buildings. In the end, sheer exhaustion intervened and so there are a lot of troops on biscuit brown bases, but what the heck — the weekend is supposed to be about fun, not exhibition game paranoia!
Right, back to the road…
Of course, any troops on unpainted bases will have to be classed a Moral Class C (Suspect)… 🙂
Unless they’re on my side that is!