(Merry Christmas to all my readers.)
On a dreary November day I visited
Warfare,
a two-day show in Reading that's filling the gap left by Colours
having moved to Newbury. With images;
cc-by-sa on
everything.
It was held at the Rivermead leisure complex, but they had taken
appropriate steps to cater for wargamers – literally, as all the food
available inside was of the painfully healthy variety.
This is one of the few large shows still to have a bring and buy, and
it was huge and doing good business. I assume the others just don't
want the hassle; there's certainly still demand.
About time! I realise wargamers are traditionally male, but that's no
reason to pander to the cheesecake fanciers. Yes, Malifaux, I'm
looking at you, but not only at you. (The show was offering free
admission to women, which struck me as a little creepy as well as
futile: it's not exactly the sort of thing one turns up at on impulse,
or where a fiver for a ticket is going to make a huge difference to
one's decision to enter or not.)
Some lovely offerings from
The Dice Bag Lady.
The main hall. Well, one of them – the show was split, with all the
traders in one room and all the actual games in another.
Sure, very nice (except for the gratuitous cleavage), but why?
Some splendidly-painted and lit aliens for Dropzone Commander.
The games room. It smelled of athletic failure.
Various pretties for Firestorm Armada; I particularly liked the
drifting wreckage. (But I already play Full Thrust and X-Wing; I don't
need another space combat game!)
Multiple games of Dropzone Commander.
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