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I'm Dave and live in Morpeth, Northumberland in the UK.
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I am a painter/collector of figures first and a wargamer second. My thrill in this great hobby of ours is to place that final well researched & painted unit into the cabinet. The actual gaming with the figures is an important but secondary experience, we all like to win, but it isn't the be all and end all of it, being with good friends and having fun is.
Hope you will enjoy reading this blog as much as I will writing in it.
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Dave.

Saturday, 31 January 2026

15mm Thirty Years War game

 I'll get my excuses in now, we have got a new Tibetan Terrier (Nelly) after sadly loosing our dog Lexi just before Xmas so I have had neither the time nor frankly the inclination to port on here. The new dog is lots of fun but of course loads of work but well worth it.

Anyhow, I went over to Neil's place for a couple of weeks to game with his TYW 15mm collection and after a couple of sessions using the Twilight of Divine Right rule set by the Pike and Shot Society. Neil knows his stuff and recons the rules combine the accuracy and playability needed, he also has a great collection of figures as you will see.

Both armies lined up, Swedish to the top, Imperialists to the bottom of the picture.

My Imperialist cuirassiers on my left.

Swedish cavalry on Neil's left.

My Cuirassiers piling into the mounted shot and sneaky Hussar types mooching around the flanks.

Kind of ended up a bit of a stalemate on this flank. Rather disappointing as I had hoped for better.

Neil's Swedes had the edge on the other flank. 

Like I said, very nice figures.

The big push of pike in the centre, excellent Swedish Rgts vs large mediocre Imperial Tercios.

It all started to go horribly wrong as the Imperial Tercios collapsed one by one.

In the end my centre collapsed with the Swedish piling forward singing bloody Abba songs!
Certainly met my Waterloo anyway!

Good game,

Dave.