Warhammer Epic 40K - Imperial Fists Army

OK, I admit it, I used to play Warhammer Epic.

I was younger then and maybe naïve (cough) but everyone was doing it so it happened.

Something shinier came along and I never finished the troops.

They have to go now.

Most of the vehicles and figures are either table ready, almost ready or barely started. Unless I get a serious purchase offer soon I would expect to bring them all up to table ready, then I would have to charge more.

I would prefer to handover at a UK show to avoid any postage problems. Cash, cheque or a PayPal invoice would suffice.

Enquiries encouraged.

I include the various books but would accept any separate offers for them.

Any advice on pricing these items would be useful.

Imperial Fists.

6 plastic Land Raider transports, painted and varnished.

3 metal Predator tanks, painted and varnished.

12 plastic Whirlwind artillery, painted and varnished.

18 plastic Rhino transports, painted and varnished.

3 plastic Land Raider transports, almost painted.

3 plastic Land Raider transports, barely started.

2 metal HQ Land Raider transports, barely started.

3 metal Thunderhawk gunships, need repaired, barely started.

6 plastic Rhino transports, barely started.

6 metal Vindicator Close Support tanks, barely started.

4 metal Land Speeders, barely started.

6 metal Vindicator Close Support tanks, still in blister packs.

4 plastic Space Marine Command stands, painted, not varnished.

4 plastic Librarian stands, painted, not varnished.

4 plastic Terminator stands, painted and varnished.

4 plastic Scout stands, painted and varnished.

8 plastic Assault stands, painted and varnished.

7 plastic Space Marine stands, painted, not varnished.

7 plastic Tactical stands, painted, not varnished.

10 plastic Devastator stands, painted and varnished.

4 metal Dreadnoughts, almost complete, not varnished.

5 plastic Attack Bikes, barely started, not varnished.

6 plastic Bike stands, barely started, not varnished.

The Rule Book. All from a smoke free home.

The Armies Book.

The Battle Book.

A Date to Remember

Have been given 24th November as the day for my CT scan. That's two weeks on Friday.

Better than no scan.

Saw my GP this morning. She's happy with my mental attitude and I explained to her that much of that comes from supportive comments from the blog community. Besides, I never take no for an answer.

My blood pressure is still a bit high 153/90 but I'm otherwise well enough to go under the knife if that is what Plan A turns out to be. No sign of my heart rate problem although I'm not convinced that's been completely cured.

Incredibly tired today through the day although I'm picking up a bit this evening. The plaid and checked trousers are done so its on to sword blades and spear points now.

Have decided not to go to a local show Targe (Kirriemuir) this weekend as that might be stretching my endurance a wee bit. Will aim for Battleground (Stockton-On-Tees) on the 25th, that's the day after my scan so I'll finalise any travelling at the last minute.

Battleground would be the last show of the year so I'll be targeting Vapnartak (York) in February for a flea market day. Some of my stuff has just got to go. I'll try and preview some of my collections on this blog just in case anyone is looking for what I already have.

Surgical Strike

So, there I was, Sunday evening just finishing some fiddly bits on the Gallic Celt cavalry that I am doing for a friend. You know, the little bits of pink and white around the mouth, the eyes and the hooves. This painting session had taken up most the evening but I thought that was good compared my recent miserable health delayed work.

Was quite chuffed so packed off to bed to read a page or two of one of Angus Konstams tomes. As usual I went for a quick jimmy and nothing much came out apart from a spurt of bright red blood. Best see the doctor in the morning I said to my good lady.

Thirty minutes later was in agony, on a scale of 1 to 10 it was a number 8 or 9. A quick phone call to NHS 24 provided an appointment with a doctor at the local Royal Infirmary. Urine Tract Infection she said, take these anti-biotics to sort that out but while you are here go and see Accident & Emergency as your blood pressure and heart rate are both outside the ranges we would like to see.

Another 30 minutes later another medical team established that my blood pressure was a wee bit high and the medication I was already on was the preferred treatment. Unfortunately my heart rate was on another planet. 155 to 165 Beats Per Minute where a more normal person would be 60 to 80. No problem they said, we have an effective treatment for that and right enough it calmed down after taking 4 little triangular blue pills. I think they gave me something for pain relief at that point but since I WAS in pain I can't be sure. I think I had managed to pass some fluid too so they decided I could go home and wait for an out-patient appointment. A CT scan will check out your kidney and bladder plumbing as they may be blocked and that I also have a small tumour on my left kidney.

That was a bummer.

Had another pee before heading home again and it was nothing but blood, bright red blood.

They decided to transfer me to the Western General Hospital as they were better equipped to deal with my situation so off we went in a paid-for taxi leaving our car behind in a pay-through-the-nose car park.

Once at the Western it took about an hour to find a ward which dealt with me. There was a lot of confusion and mis-direction happening as I was following instructions from a probably very tired nurse to a non-standard reception at a different hospital but I got there in the end.

They bedded me in, gave me pain relief, a catheter (very painful) to drain off fluid, numerous ultra-sound scans and several visits by a team of surgeons and consultants and eventually a cosy chat, in the 'bereavement' room with the head consultant. He explained that my tumour could well be cancerous, which I had already guessed, and could be easily operated within a day or two.

Unfortunately the cancer may have spread and we need a CT scan to give us a detailed picture. Hopefully we'll get a scan done later today and operate as soon as possible.

Three days later I am still waiting for a CT scan. They have sent me home as I am out of pain (isn't morphine wonderful), can pee and eat (not simultaneously) so I can now expect an out patient appointment.

I have an appointment with my local GP on Monday morning where I will no doubt have a bit of a rant. Why can't I get a CT scan. It only needs a radiologist and a free scanner and 30 minutes max. there is a team of surgeons, medics and nursing staff just waiting to get started. I would even be happy to travel to another hospital in another city, Glasgow, Dundee or even Newcastle if they had spare capacity elsewhere.

Anyway, back to my starting story. I am now doing the shield decals before moving on to plaid and checked trousers on the riders. I imagine I will use as much of my spare time as possible clearing the decks until a clearer picture emerges.

Autumn Update - 2017

Life is slowly returning to normal (if such a thing exists).

I am painting figures most evenings though not for as long as I previously did. I get really tired so tend to lose enthusiasm.

However I am completing units.

Here are some I am doing for a friend.

Gallic Celts based up for To the Strongest.

 

Nice plastic castings from Warlord Miniatures. The shield transfers are a bit tricky.

I've also done some Caesarian Roman commanders. Some guy called Julius.

And another called Marcus.

Onwards and Upwards (actually my GP has increased my medication, not sure if that is good or bad).

Back to the Drawing Board

I don't actually have a drawing board, not many wargamers do, none that I know of for sure.

My reference is in fact to me just about to base 32 Gallic Celts to 40x40 bases, 4 figures to a base when I was informed that the requirement had changed to 60x40 bases and 4-5 figures each.

If it hadn't been for the 4 weeks I'll never get back due to my TIA I could have had 64 or even 96 of the blighters based already.

Such is life.

I must be getting back to normal since in the last few days I have ordered a couple of units in a scale/period I've never done before as well as an e-Bay snip of some more and am just about to order a few more again to bring their numbers up to scratch.

Talk about 'shiny shiny'.

Best Foot Forward

Well here I am a couple of weeks down the line, on the road to recovery.

It doesn't seem to have been a difficult task. Maybe I've been lucky.

OK, I take an extra pill each day and I have been very careful with what I eat and I haven't been rushing around as much as I usually do. In fact, no rushing at all.

My 10 minute walk to fetch the daily paper had been taking 20 minutes but I am now managing it in less than 12. I have been allowed to help with the weekly shopping although I'm not yet driving. I only carry two bags of groceries at a time rather than 4 or 5.

I have even been painting figures for an hour or two spread over an afternoon/evening.

Maybe I'll pick up some dice soon.

So it's one step at a time but the steps are not particularly difficult.

I still have a stroke nurse coming to see me although I think there will not be much to see and I am booked in for a 24 hour heart monitor for next again weekend.

My Grandson, just over 1 year old, made me happy this afternoon by taking his first steps on his own across the living room. No holding him back now.

Everything is up from here.

Different Strokes for Different Folks

At this time of year I would normally be posting a few words and some pictures about Claymore but instead I have a different topic in mind. (Hope the show went well).

This Wednesday I felt a touch unwell (ever-so highly understated) and I found myself whizzing up the road in an ambulance, blues and two's going loud enough for me to hear without my hearing aids.

Not sure if it was this one as they all look the same on the inside with one eye open and one eye shut.

Step forward a few hours, an injection or two, some tablets, a CAT scan and a LAB report (veterinarian joke available on demand), a trio of doctors, one of whom was a consultant (I got his business card as a keepsake) and a little summary of events.

They told me that I probably had had a TIA (miniature stroke [not bad for a miniature gamer]) and my symptoms had now diminished to almost nothing. Blood pressure had been very high but was more or less normal now.

They did a few more tests with ultra-sound on my throat as they thought I might need my carotid arteries cleaned out (two separate operations, both highly dangerous). I seem to be off the hook on those (phew).

I am booked in for future heart tests but they let me go home for much needed rest. It was certainly bloody hard to get rest in the hospital ward as I had a noisy lunatic in the bed next door who was also quite ill and them damn nurses (love them really) kept waking me up to check if I was still breathing.

Seen a GP since and we mapped out my life for a wee while: some more tablets, diet change, exercise regime, you know, all the boring stuff. They'll let me drive again in a month or so, just in time for Border Reiver in Gateshead assuming my nasty symptoms stay away.

Being an adventurous chap I slowly shuffled out to the wargames hut and I spent at least an hour looking at a pile of lead on my workbench. None of it moved at all until I eventually picked up a hobby knife and promptly cut my finger. It bled and bled and bled. Did I mention the blood thinning drug they have put me on?

I eventually managed to splash some white undercoat on a few figures although some of them have a pinkish hue (think blood red mixed with artic white).

So that's where we are today. I had hoped to cut some plywood hills later on but I have banked that idea for another day.

Watch this space.