At 0500 on the 28th September I was waiting eagerly by my front door sheltering from the wind, which seemed to be attempting to blow over the terrain boards stacked up against my fence. Colin had bravely volunteered to drive to Birmingham, and seeing as I had only had two hours sleep I was very grateful.
We loaded up his wagon with a boot full of figures and a few buildings more and headed down south. Fight our way through the fog we arrived at the NEC around 0700 and joined the small queue of helpers waiting to set up their displays.
We finally got in and made our way through the huge deserted aircraft hanger called the NEC. making our way past a life size space marine rhino, i was happy to see our demo area was right next to the cafe. So getting a coffee would not be a problem!
a shot of the deserted Main street in a deserted NEC
The only thing stirring in town is Mr Chou's washing....
Gold on the gallows
Rev Boil looks out from Christ church
and the first of many games was underway.