For someone who has been a
wargamer since teenage years (and that is getting a fair while ago) my set up
has always been rather nomadic. My first ‘proper’ wargames were fought on my
parents circular dining room table.
Looking back, the geometry made for an interesting wargame, as the
flanks were all fairly secure.
My gaming became slightly less
nomadic when I was bought a six foot by four foot wargames table, which would
sit snugly on the kitchen table. This was used for a number of years both for
my fifteen millimetre English Civil War and medieval battles, and also as the
main table for my A level years role playing games group. University, of
course, put a stop to all that. Gaming, in particular role playing, became
entirely nomadic once again.
Life went on, and ‘settling down’
occurred. However, this was in a tiny flat, and so the rekindled wargame hobby
had to fit in. the armies were of six millimetre soldiers now, and small in
base numbers at that. While the variety grew, the numbers of bases that could
be placed on the table remained small. My foray into DBR allowed armies from
around the world to be collected and painted, but the size was limited to one
hundred point armies. Mostly, wargames were fought out on a two foot square
coffee table.
That is not to say that wargames,
and definitely enjoyable wargames, did not happen. One of my favourites was the
rise of the Aztec Empire game, where the player had to go out and conquer the
surrounding cities. I devised a random system, using cards, for the opposition,
and a points system to see if the terror of the Aztecs made cities submit
before the army got there. It worked very nicely, and I had a large number of
wargames as a result. The system eventually beat me. My fear points were
dropping and I needed a spectacular victory, so the emperor attached himself to
a base of Jaguar knights. Unfortunately, they were taken in flank by some recalcitrant
subjects, and my empire collapsed.
However, age is taking its toll,
and I no longer feel able to bend over a coffee table for such lengthy periods,
nor to carry boxes of soldiers and terrain up and down stairs. The desk here in
my ‘study’ has been performing the work of a wargame table as well, but work (I
have an unenlightened employer whose
policy on staff working from home takes some believing, especially given their
loudly proclaimed green credentials, lack of car parking spaces and desperate
efforts to look like a right on institution. However, in some cases, as this
week when my car decided it needed a trip to the local hotel / garage, my line
manager takes pity) and study sometimes covers it with books and papers to the
extent that its surface vanishes and if I covered it with my wargame cloth I
could be fighting in the Himalayas.
After some frustration and a real
dearth of wargames, I decided a different solution was required. Now, all my
more recent bases of toy soldiers have a bit of magnetic strip underneath, so
they remain secure in their boxes while being sorted out and dropped. I
therefore possess a fair number of bits of steel paper and a spare cork notice
board. One morning, therefore, I spent some time working out if the steel paper
would stick to the cork, and how many pieces I would need to cover it.
I was just wondering how I was
going to cut the steel paper neatly enough for it to be acceptable as a playing
surface when the Estimable Mrs P. returned. She does take an interest in what I
have been doing and so, over a nice cup of coffee I explained the problem and
showed her my projected solution. It has the advantage, I explained, that I
could pick the board up and store it without the soldiers falling off.
Now, I should explain that we
have, at least temporarily, gone up in the world since our one bedroomed flat.
We currently live in a rather large four bedroom detached house in a highly
desirable village location. I should add that we do not own it, just in case
anyone thinks that we are worth burgling. Nevertheless, with just the two of us
(and the cat) there is a fair amount of room, much of which is taken up with
stuff we have not got around to throwing away.
The Estimable Mrs P was not too
impressed by my solution to the wargame problem, I confess, and I was a little
disappointed at that point. However, she had a far better idea. One of the
downstairs rooms is hardly used, except for the storage of our collection of home-made
wine and our more presentable books. Why
not, she suggested, get a table and set up the wargame operation in there?
Some head scratching and
measurement ensued and despite my protestations over the expense the process of
setting the room up has begun. We pondered the nature of the table for some
time, and finally decided (prompted in my case by a comment in the
introduction, I think, to DBA) that a card table would be just the ticket. I
was told, in no uncertain terms, that it has to be a ‘nice’ one and a rickety
plastic one from Amazon was not acceptable.
The question of storage was
solved by moving a semi-redundant wardrobe downstairs, which has plenty of room
for the boxes of soldiers and terrain, and for the cloths (I have three –
green, sand and blue). An unused wall mounted bookshelf has been located for
installation for the storage of rules and my small collection of directly
wargame related items.
The table itself arrived
yesterday. It is about eighty centimetres square and fits in the room very
nicely. After some tests, I have discovered that the width will accommodate twenty
bases of my armies side by side. As even wargamers rarely line their toys up
shoulder to shoulder across the board, this is fine, and of course the depth
means that waggon trains and camps are required features, rather than
conveniently being left off table.
And so here I am, nearly, at
least, no longer a nomadic wargamer. The next week or so should see the
finishing touches applied and the armies and other bits transferred. The
painting operation will, I think, remain here – I don’t want to paint on a card
table. But now I should be able to wargame without too much sweat and too many
tears.