Grumpy Old Orc

Armageddon all done and dusted. It is most satisfying to see it all come together. There were times, battling through the Grots for instance, when despair began to creep in but we pushed through.

And it was we. I would not have done this without the help and very able assistance of my wife. Together we faced the mass of Space Marines and hordes of Orks and defeated them all. It was lovely working together. Thank you very much my darling.

I had planned to give the box a dramatic Viking funeral. Sadly, due to the drought and fire hazard, it would not be appropriate to light even a small bonfire right now. Never mind it will have to suffer the ignominy of being added to the recycling.

So, fittingly enough, I’ll be taking a break from the blog for a couple of weeks. Next week the builders are moving in. They say they will only be around for a week but, bless them, they are builders and we all know what a builders week means. *Grins*

The following week my wife goes into hospital for surgery. Just before Armageddon came out my wife was diagnosed with cancer. Following a successful operation, they expect the prognosis to be good, the cancer was caught quite early. However this anxious time of waiting for the surgery was made more bearable for her by both the Armageddon project and this blog. So thank you Warhammer for providing the source of this comfort and thank you to the folks who have followed this journey.