I had a dream early this morning. . .

Yes, another soldier dream! This time about plastic marching infantry, a great deal like the old Spencer Smith figures, but not quite. They were similar in size and proportion to RSM Prussian musketeers, but dressed in a slightly older version of uniform. I remember thinking to myself in the dream that these fellows looked suitable for the War of Austrian Succession, or a slightly earlier conflict. And then. . . I woke up. Grrrr. Don't you just hate that?

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guy said…

Well.....I have just read on the TMP site that Hat may be releasing 28mm plastic Prussian SYW infantry. There are no preliminaries as yet. Personnally I'm not than keen on hat figures but I have fingers and toes crossed that the forthcoming Zsezda prussian grenadiers are as good as their other products.

Regards,
Guy

2:40 PM

andygamer said…

I've had the odd wargaming or toy soldier dream too. (Very odd.) The only one I remember I had the night before going to play in a 6mm game with a (good) group that I hadn't played with in years and years. We were playing the 6mm game all over a very large basement floor (and not the usual, regular table the group used) and I was having problems with either my tape measure for moving troops or with the rules' quick-play sheet so that I wasn't able to do anything. I woke up from that one without a proper conclusion too.

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