Showing posts with label Dreadfleet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dreadfleet. Show all posts

Wednesday, 26 October 2011

Mission: Games Workshop - Bath

I was in Bath yesterday, a city I know very well having grown up just outside it and spent ten years attending school within it.

So - inevitably, you might say - I decided to visit the GW store there. When I used to visit Bath more regularly the store was on Upper Borough Walls and once, as I was walking passed, I saw a window display based on The Doom of Kazad Grund, a piece I created with Ralph Horsley for Inferno! magazine.

And then - not so long ago, it seemed - it moved to St James's Parade and became a grand Hobby Centre. And that was where I headed yesterday, only to find that particular property is now a hair salon! That's right, the GW store has moved once again. It's still on St James's Parade but in a much smaller premises.

However, I was delighted to find a copy of Phil Kelly's Dreadfleet novel in the store (having missed it on BL's web store) and saw a rather fine Arachnarok Spider model (that reminded me of this story) and a [CENSORED] which appears in my latest BL project. Perhaps, one day, that book will be on the shelves in the Bath store too...

Monday, 3 October 2011

Mission: Games Workshop - Brighton

So, I was down in sunny Brighton this weekend for FantasyCon 2011 and on the Saturday (after socialising into the early hours with old friends and new at the con) I headed into town for some fresh salt-sea air and to make sure I didn't come away from a couple of days at the seaside having only seen the inside of the Royal Albion Hotel.

Hence, employing some unerring sixth sense I appear to possess, I came at last to that refuges of buccaneers, brigands and bootleggers that is Brighton's GW store. And it was packed to the rafters with corsairs, swashbucklers and all manner of ne'er-do-wells, for it was on this day that the good ship Dreadfleet was launched...

Anyway, enough of that - it's not International Talk Like a Pirate Day!

To cut a long story short, key-timer Jenny Northeast - a fearsome wench with a compass direction for a surname - persuaded me to buy a copy of Dreadfleet when I'd only gone in to pick up the new Tomb Kings army book (research for another new secret project). But then being a salty old sea-dog myself, I've always found a pretty smile and a couple of loaded cannon highly persuasive.