rARsh!

How did that happen?

I’m not 100% clear how this came about but I appear to have acquired a social life, of sorts.

Last night (Monday) was spent committing sociable suicide - two hours of badminton. Two fucking hours. Not fun. Well, it was fun but equally rather taxing on the old body.

Getting cramp in my leg while driving home afterwards was definitely no fun, though, and is not something I’d recommend.

Tonight, well, many, many years ago - back when I played role playing games regularly - I also dabbled in wargaming. For some reason - prime suspect is passing the wonderfully painted models in the local Games Workshop shop’s window - my interest has been piqued again and so, after a quick search online, I’ve paid a visit a local wargames club this evening. Lots of fun and friendly chaps (and a chapess) so I think I shall shell out a wadge of cash on an army just as soon as I can make a decision as to which one to choose.

Tomorrow evening is a more sedate affair but yes, I am out for the third evening in a row. This is to a “seminar” being run by my friendly chiropractors. To tell the truth, I’ve not got high hopes for this but it’s only an hour (I hope) and it’ll stop them nagging me with “Have you been to one of our seminars?” questions each time I visit.

I’m actually looking forwards to a quiet night in on Thursday - although the evening should really include a trip to the gym, unless I go there on the way home after the seminar tomorrow.

Looking ahead, I’ll be off to Swanley on Saturday for ExpoNG - my first model railway show in absolutely ages (I honestly can’t recall the last one I attended).

Busy, busy, busy.