River Insects

Well, today (yesterday, I suppose – it’s two in the morning) a trip along the Thames by boat took me to Greenwich, and a trip into Greenwich Market. Wherever I go these days, it seems that fate intervenes to ensure that some type of board game or other is there to tempt me.

Inside Greenwich Market, it turns out there’s a lovely little games shop called ‘Compendia’. It had a reasonable amount of what I’ll call “modern games” – the Agricolas, the Zoolorettos and such. It also had plenty of classic game odds and ends. All in all, a well-stocked, charming little shop. There was a pleasant gentleman in a nice suit and spectacles behind the counter. No hard rock music or big bearded lads with damp-smelling jackets in this game shop. Nope.

I’d been looking for Hive for quite a while, so I was a happy man to see it on the shelf. Twenty quid, bish-bosh, back up the river with Hive to see what all the fuss was about.

Summoner Wars and Hive both hit the table tonight. Kenny and I matched wits, playing learning games for realsies, like we always do.

Long story short, I got fucked as usual.

I’m on my way back to the river, to throw myself in.