I spent a delightful few hours in the capital yesterday. And by that you will know I of course mean York, capital of Yorkshire, and not London, which is some big place full of bankers in another country. I was there to meet Lee Harris. Lee published my first novel, with Angry Robot, and has gone on to achieve great things. There was some talk of possible future projects. If any come to fruition I’ll let you know.
Mainly I was there in the name of having a life. After six years in the parental bunker with my son (no one gets in, no one gets out. It’s a bit like being that guy Desmond in Lost, pressing buttons, only with wailing in place of sixties hits as a soundtrack), he is now reaching an age where he is a little more independent, so I’m engaged in the pleasant process of reconstructing my social and professional networks. Baby steps – Benny is still only young and thus needs a lot of looking after – I’ve not left him to fend for himself on the streets or anything. But it is nice to get out of the house.
While in York, I picked up the Dungeons & Dragons starter set (for Benny, I’m starting him young) and also Space Hulk (for me, because I’m a terrible nerd). I missed Space Hulk last time it was released, and have regretted it ever since. This time I had to have it, although I couldn’t really afford it. (Don’t worry Mrs H, if you’re reading this I promise no hobby spending until December).
Funnily enough, I never played it the first time it was out years ago. This is despite my brother Aidan having all the expansions and everything. I dismissed it somewhat foolishly as “not proper 40k”, and to be honest the banana-fingered plastic terminators came off poorly in comparison to the metal models of the day. Forgive me, it was early days for plastics back then. Through playing it with Jes Bickham after the last release I learned that it is one of the best board games ever, so more fool me.
I bought it after a two-pint lunch, and I kind of forgot that I was cycling back from the station. Now, Space Hulk is immense. The box is large and packed topped to bottom with stuff. It is the best value gaming product I have bought this year. Great! But so full is this box that it weighs as much as a small horse. Riding a bicycle home while dangling a massive slab of a game out of one hand is not easy. There were some physics at play, pendulums and so forth, but I just about managed. I’m a real man me. Or a 41-year-old nerd struggling to get his toys home on an unsuitable mode of transport while trying not to look like an arse. I will let you, dear reader, decide