Monday, 9 June 2014

Every leaf speaks bliss to me

So, once again I have been wasting time on women, beer and revolutionary socialism that could have been more profitably spent blogging. Actually, revolutionary socialism has taken a bit of a back seat for the last forty years or so; and, now I think about it, I don't drink any more. Still, something somewhere has got in the way.

Anyway, what about the Punic Wars? In the strategic turn just ended I had a hand like a foot and was therefore rather relieved to record a victory on the battlefield. I had no naval move cards at all so my adventure in North Africa was short lived. This time round - only one card played so far - I have a stonking good hand and the Carthaginians better watch out because their boys are in for one hell of  beating. Oh yes! Anyway, the only card played so far caused Hannibal to advance on Scipio Africanus who has just turned up and is his match in every regard. Or at least was, because he is wounded and hors de combat along with one of his commanders, a fact which I think puts the current odds at about 4-1 against a Roman victory in a battle that is nearing its end.




In addition I have been to the theatre to see some Alan Bennett, who - may I just remind you all - is very much still with us and has not yet ceased to be. In fact he was very much sort of there because the play, 'Untold Stories', features him as a character. It was naturally very funny, somewhat poignant (dealing as it did with the death of his parents) and altogether excellent stuff. It even featured a cameo appearance from the ghost of J.B. Priestley.

A number of boardgames have been played including Revolver, Carcassonne, Love Letter and one new one, Sail to India. The last is another minimalist Japanese design, packs a lot into a small, relatively inexpensive box and is recommended.

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  2. Wasting your time on women eh..? I see..

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    1. It's the time I spend with all the other women that's wasted, my dear, not the time I spend with you.

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  3. The phrase 'skin o yer teeth' comes to mind..

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