And then we went to the doubles tournament.
It came as little surprise that Jeff "Ultimate Weapon" McDeath had failed to get all of his toys painted in time; and so we found ourselves sat around in the hotel bar at 2am drunkenly daubing brown ink onto his Blood Angels (subsequently referred to as Brown Angels). This theme of booze fuelled toy soldier chicanery persisted for the rest of the weekend.
From what I can recall, the RoboJew and I (team Master Cylinder) blundered our way to a magnificently average mid-table finish, and also managed to get nominated for the Best Army award too (although our toys weren't quite pretty enough to win it).
It was all very super indeed, and a good time was had by all.
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