I just finished painting and weathering an MDF building I got from BP Laser Terrain. It looks pretty damn good if do say so myself, but unfortunately I dropped it on the way to photograph it, and it smashed.
So as soon as I rebuild it I’ll put up some pictures. This happens to me so often I just have to laugh, really. I hold my finished model up to the light, basking in the fruits of my labour, and then suddenly it’s on the floor in pain-stakingly painted bits. Tragic.
Also, I’ve made a resolution to finally get my driver’s license. Not having one may not seem all that strange to anyone reading this who lives in Europe or even the US, but in Australia it’s a rite of passage to learn to drive. A lot of people do it as soon as they legally can (16) and pretty much everyone can drive by the time they are in their mid-twenties. The distances between our towns (and within them) make it difficult to just up and go somewhere when you feel like it unless you can drive.
There are lots of reasons I never learned, and for once “being contrary” isn’t actually one of them. I’ve always felt it was a sort of discipline to have to rely on my own two feet and my wits to get to places. And I’m certainly fitter than many people my age, without ever setting foot in a gym or playing sport.
But it’s starting to seem a bit selfish to rely on my not-wife to drive me when necessary, now that we have a kid and a busier life.
More importantly, I never get to play Infinity because my local store is an hour-long bus ride away and my gamer friends only want to play Warhammer 40k. Although one of them just announced that he’s quitting, so that’s a good sign. If I could drive I could go and join in, and even entice others perhaps…