It was Sunday morning and I had the house to myself. I didn’t want to watch TV and I was not in the mood to paint some models so I thought I’d have a game and try my hand at another write up. Zulus on the Ramparts was getting a lot of attention on the Solo Wargames group recently and that made be keen to play it again.
It was a Friday night, Pria was cramming for her Strategic Management exam on Saturday. The kids were also studying, their exams were starting the following Monday. My study had flooded on Thursday night and everything was in a bit of a state so I could not finish the models I was working on. I did the next best thing, play some board games.
…because I have some really bad luck. Take this past weekend for example. South Africa is having a drought and the province of Gauteng is in the middle of a heatwave so I’ve not been sleeping well. For some reason, last Saturday, I was up early. I don’t know why but I can get up early on a Saturday but never on a weekday. I head to the bathroom to wash up. There’s no water. Not just my place but the entire neighbourhood, during a heatwave! On top of that, everyone in the house has exams coming up except me so whatever I do to entertain myself but I must not make a racket.
Memoir ’44 is a 2 player wargame, set during WWII. It’s very popular due to it’s easy to learn but very rewarding gameplay. I really wish I could get to play it more often but I’m a few hundred Km away from the nearest club that I know of.
So I was up at around 2am, on a Sunday morning deciding on a fleet list to field at a local, casual, Star wars Armada tournament. After going to and fro for a long time I re-read the rules WRT to initiative and objective cards and after it clicked, I cobbled something together.