We had no gaming on the 5th, although I did have a nice phone call with Dave who optimistically rang in for games after I'd gone out for a walk. We had a smashing chat until I got interrupted by a bloke looking for the Land Rover garage. As luck would have it, Dave knew where the garage was. You see, real life sometimes is more interesting than games?
We're still struggling a bit for turn-out as people are getting embittered with lockdown. I can't see us getting back to the pub any time soon, but maybe we could entertain the thought of some outdoor patio games in a few weeks?
As it happened, then, it was just Tony joining Becky and I. But this is no bad thing because at least we have variety in our line-up which means we can play something a bit different according to current tastes. We started with a teaching session: Tony having recently re-discovered The Downfall of Pompeii was keen to play and had to train Becky up first. As soon as she discovered the potential for chucking Tony's citizens into the volcano, she was hooked, and as a result Tony finished dead last. Always a pleasure to viciously take out the person who requested the game...
One of the best things about Skypeing the Boydells is the occasional intervention from other family members (who Tony has somehow trained to supply him with cups of tea and suchlike). They seem to be shy of on-screen appearances, though, so we have to distinguish by voice. This is trickier than you might think since Benedict and Fred sound somewhat similar, and over Tony's tinny microphone, Arthur sounds worryingly like Karen. Especially if she's had a couple of glasses of wine, which - in the current climate - is any time after 11am or so. But I digress...
I have enjoyed a fair amount of Innovation with Becky and Tony on separate occasions, but we don't play it enough as a three-player. We had trio of such tonight, Tony winning the first two and the third finishing in a tumultuous climax as Becky gifted me a dogma which drew the perfect three clocks AND splayed my last stack of cards, which gave me two achievements off-turn and a win. Tony and I broke out in hysterics and Becky stomped off to make a gin-and-tonic.
That was it for the 3P stuff as Tony logged off, but Becky and I hadn't tired of electronic implementations. We played Macao (I scored a whopping 105 points with a rainbow of office cards), Ulm (a thrilling 29-point tie) and Hive (Becky always beats me at this and didn't disappoint) to round off an evening of many games.
Beer and Boardgames at The Plough Inn (formerly the Prince Of Wales, formerly the White Lion). "It's not F-ing Monopoly, alright?!"
28 Jun 2020
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