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Anthony Boydell
United Kingdom
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First, a song - with apologies to Noel Cow-herd...
In the farming game there are several things to weigh
When all players draft and choose
which Occs and minors they will use
It's one of those rules that the biggest names obey,
Because the choice is combo heaven and you’ve only got
The seven cards to play –
Pop-an-occa-pop-an-occa-pop-an-occa-doo. (Repeat)
major/minor-major/minor-major/minor-moo. (Repeat)
Take actions ‘til the dobbers fill the spaces, because
you’re obviously after resources –
Mad dogs and Englishmen play ‘Gric ‘til the day is done.
The Japanese don't care to, the Chinese wouldn't dare to,
Hindus and Argentines like Goa from twelve to one,
But Englishmen vito Puerto Rico,
In the Pacific mid you can Power Grid
Every now and then for cash
In the Malay states they have gaming crates,
Filled up with Ameritrash
From dawn to night the natives Steam, and
Brass and Dominion –
But Mad Dogs and Englishmen play ‘Gric ‘til the day is done.
An early meeting in London today necessitated either a drive over last night OR a stupidly-early drive over this morning. Given that I'm still semi-Jacobed* from the weekend, I didn't fancy rising with the lark - who is frankly a bit too bloody eager to see the sunrise and should buy himself some black-out curtains.
I met up with the 'usual suspects' at the Stafferton Lodge Toby Cavery for some hobby-based comestibles and was surprised to find, despite my late arrival (8PM) they were up for a game of Agricola. Two of them had spent most of Saturday in the Expo tournament for the same and I thought they'd be Agri-weary but no! As it turned out, Ray was lustily pursuing the chance to beat Expo 2011 champ, Iain, into an upturned (dung-filled) wheelbarrow - which he did with a comfortable 49-44-40-37 victory.
Richard used the toilet break to slam Master of Rules onto the table and an utterly confusing 20 minutes followed. I have absolutely no idea how to play this game at all - oh, I understand 'the rules', but how to actually play it AND WIN IT? Nope! Nothing! Like trying to nail jelly to the wall...nothing about it would stick in my brain. No tactical thoughts were forthcoming.
Talking of cheesy games - something to consider for your next wine and nibbles do?
- 1960 Calories: The Making Of President
- Roquefort the Galaxy
- Mr Monterey Jack
- Notr' Edam
- Any Richard Bries game
- Danish Blue Moon
- Le Chevres (o! I'm on FIRE!**)
- Puerto Ricotta
- In The Gruyere of the Dragon
- Through The Sages (Derby)
- Mascarpone Express
Come 10.30, it was time to finish with Glory To Rome - huzzah! My active Colosseum proved to be the deciding factor in my conquering of the others - eating Ray's clientele and pipping Iain, not Expo GtR champ by any means, to the victory!
*cream-crackered
**no..really! Get the extinguisher! Aaaarggh! Aarrrrghhh! Aaaaarrrrghh!
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