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The Action at Federstein 4. August 1769. . .

Pain medication and swollen face permitting, a small game is about to take place.  Look familiar?


Haven't felt terribly well, or like doing very much the last couple of days since my set to with the periodontist on Thursday morning last week.  A pretty invasive procedure all things considered, and I both look and feel like someone has smacked me in the side of the head with a baseball/cricket bat.  Not exactly pain, but a persistent, dull throb, which has finally let up a little today.  No, dental implants are not for the faint of heart!

 That said, I finally felt good enough midday today to clear The Young Master's things from my table and set things up for a small action between limited forces tomorrow.  The first in a series of four linked battles, all of which are based on well known demonstration games as presented in titles by Donald Featherstone (Three Basic Battles), Young & Lawford (Blasthoff Bridge), Charles Grant (Sawmill Village),  and H. G. Wells (Hook's Farm).  

The rules are my (?!) Call It Macaroni set (two sides of one page), which owe a great deal Featherstone, Grant, et al.  I've been tinkering with these fur two or three years now, have used earlier versions in a few games, and have been trying to whittle things down to just six easy-to-remember steps that will give a playable, fun game that takes 1-3 hours depending on the number of troops involved.  We'll see how things go tomorrow (Sunday).

 -- Stokes

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Peter Douglas said…
Stokes, been there, done that, had the dental implant. Only time that a dental procedure has involved a socket wrench and hammer in my personal experience, But the implant works way better than the empty socket after a bad crown led to the root rotting out.

Table looks great, looking forward to AARs. ,

9:24 PM
Steve J. said…
Hope you feel better soon as some friends have had good and bad experiences with dental implants. Me, I'm keeping well away from them!

Have fun with the linked games and look forward to seeing AAR of each one, if you're up to it.
1:27 AM
CelticCurmudgeon said…
My Dear heinz-Ulrich, Greetings!

It is with some deal of sorrow and commiseration that I read about your difficulties with the aftermath of the dental implant procedure. My experience a year ago was similar and not at all pleasant. The only thing I can say is that the end result was a stable, viable rear molar that was worth the effort.

Can you tell us a bit more about your rules set? I would be greatly interested in looking at them and seeing whether my companions here at the Chancellery could enjoy a decent game.

Wishing you a quick recovery, I remain,

Gerardus Magnus
Archbishop Emeritus
7:07 AM
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