Welcome to this weeks Miniatures & Musings!
This weeks miniature is another Reaper figure which goes by the name of “Thorgram” and apparently he is a Dwarf Warlord. Ordinarily this would not be a figure I would chose to buy and paint and I wouldn’t have done this one but for the fact I got it for free. If you spend over £40.00 on the Reaper UK site you get to chose a free figure from the small selection they have every month. I wasn’t overly inspired by what they had on offer but decided to get this one to have a better idea of the sort of thing some of you guys get up to. As it turned out I rather enjoyed painting the little chap. I don’t know if there any colour rules for Dwarf Warlords or not but I settled on the scheme below.
Well It Made Me Laugh …
The Mysterious Case Of The Partly Lost Mojo
Over the years I have lost my mojo on many occasions. I’m not overly worried, it will come back, it always does. It’s just a matter of time. The thing is I have only lost part of it which does make the matter a little more unusual.
Right now I am happy painting figures and doing some very basic base work but for the moment I have lost all interest in dioramas of any size or description and I’m not entirely sure why. I’m not short of ideas, I even have the figures to get started on one or two but I just cannot seem to be arsed.
The best conclusion I can reach is that I am missing my model club, competitions and shows. For me all three provide a level of interaction and motivation which is important but has been lost to Coronavirus and the need for social distancing. As much as I am happy to sit at my desk in isolation and paint I do like a bit of modelling banter with fellow enthusiasts from which invariably comes ideas and inspiration too.
I’m confident the situation will resolve itself with or without a change in the Covid-19 circumstances but until it does you will probably see figures rather than vignettes and dioramas for the next few weeks or so.
Coronavirus – Self Isolation Week 12
Day 78 – As I enter the twelfth week of isolation and reflect on the last eleven I am amazed that I continue to remain so positive, particulalry as this isn’t an attribute normally associated with me. I’m not entirely sure why this is but I suspect a part of it has to do with the fact that the whole thing still does not seem real. The death numbers tell a different story though and according to current numbers only Spain has a worst death rate per one million of population than we do in the UK.
Day 79 – As lockdown rules continue to be relaxed in the UK so it appears via my TV screen that some new form or reality has begun. Social interaction is back, albeit with social distancing, and before too long people will have put Covid-19 behind them. In a matter of weeks, perhaps even days it will have been forgotten by many. On a personal level the time is nearing to take personal stock of the situation and to assess how I want to try to live the remainder of my life. I see that as a good thing not a depressing one.
Day 80 – As each day goes by the more convinced I am that I could and would given half the chance be happy to live even more remotely than I do. A log cabin in the middle of nowhere would suit me down to the ground. Unfortunatley She Who Must Be Obeyed is far from keen on the idea and unlikley to come with me on such a venture. This could prove decisive in our 40 year relationship so in need of a contingency plan I have drafted the following advert for my local newspaper the Tavistock Times.
“Wanted, Jenna Coleman look a like (or the real one) to share wild nights in remote log cabin with ageing hunk. Must like modelling and know how to skin a beaver. No time wasters”
It needs a little refinement but otherwise I think I am there. My bigger concern is will Jenna get to see it?
Day 81 – Woke this morning having dreamt I was in a log cabin watching Jenna skin her beaver.
Day 82 – Given the time of day I walk the dog I rarely see anyone at all but unfortunatley today I had the misfortune to encounter local pain in the arse Mad Martin as he came running towards me from the opposite direction. As he ran passed he shouted out “Hi Dave” and I wittily replied with “Fuck off you wanker”. For a brief moment it felt good to abuse the moron but then I realised he hadn’t heard me as he had his head phones in. Bugger. Better luck next time.
Day 83 – My wife’s hayfever is dreadfull. Morning and night she sneezes constantly. To make matters worse the sneezes are capable of registering on the Richter Scale and no amount of medication makes a difference. If in the future there is ever the chance that the UK is invaded by an opposing military force and we have to hide and be quiet I hope to God it happens in the winter.
Day 84 – The last post. No, not the end of the blog but the end of my Covid-19 diary. At the outset the UK Government said those in the most vulnerable group would have to self isolate for 12 weeks. My aim therefore was to keep this “diary”, if I can really call it that, going for the duration. It is clear that my family’s isolation will continue for some while yet but many of you, most I hope, will be emerging from the gloom and darkness and will want to move on. You don’t need me to remind you of this period. I may continue with a summary update, especially if my continued confinement prevents me from having anything else to say, but otherwise the diary is dead for now …. unless there is a second phase!
This week TIM has been listening to …
Rod Stewart. Now I do like a bit of Rodney, he is one of my favourites. A while back I am sure I featured “Maggie May” in a Musings so this time there was a need to go with a different track. The problem was I found two and couldn’t decide what to feature so this week you lucky (or not so lucky if you don’t like Rodders) have a double bill.
Now I love live music and therefore like live recordings. For me they sort the real muscians and singers from the studio enhanced ones. Both these tracks are live performances. The first is an acoustic version of “Mandolin Wind” with Ronnie Wood and the instrumentals on this track are awesome as far as I am concered. The second is a performance of “Hot Legs” by Joss Stone featuring Rod.
This week TIM has been watching…
“The Stranger” and eight episode series on Netflix. My daughter, She Who Must Be Obeyed 2, suggested this one to me. It seems we share some things in common despite her teenage attempts to disown me by claiming she was adopted. Turned out to be quite watchable.
Drinking can cause memory lose … or even worse, memory loss.