The Loose Association of Wargamers

Jeremy wrote: ↑Wed Apr 03, 2019 10:45 am Thanks chaps. I’m REALLY banking on the fact that you’re all referring to my army. I don’t really want to pitch up at Ayton and be surrounded by a bunch of old lechers who keep dropping dice on the floor for me to pick up.

So, despite having met them, you still think they're capable of something that subtle?

How charmingly naive......

Just don't wear a sheepskin jacket...

Scenery and civilians for Ayton. Although many believe East Ayton didn’t have the telephone until 2006, this is clearly BUM propaganda.

Then we have Mrs Miggins, ready to belt anyone with her cast iron frying pan who doesn’t knock first. Father Patrick is always willing to invite strapping young men into his church for a cup of tea and a chat about whether they have felt the lord move inside them. Finally we have a young Peeler being chased by (chasing possibly?) a young Gaynor.

Awesome!
I’m going to use my flamethrower on all of those In the good name of veganism.

Fair point. Can’t say I blame you.

Cool.

It’s not personal. I’m going to try burn down everything indiscrimately so that in this alternative time line, Ayton can be rebuilt And the future versions of us can benefit from some cross dimensional time line change that even as writing this I don’t quite understand what I’m saying? But Either way. In another realm, Gaynor will not be around in the same form to touch my balls.

No, I agree fully. It’s the BUM’s major directive to put all of Yorkshire to the torch. Their plan is to wipe Yorkshire pudding from the face of history. Completely.

I suspect Gaynor is like a cockroach. She can survive a nuclear holocaust. You can always rely on her to touch your balls Purps.

If I was a cockroach, I wouldn't touch Purp's balls.

I hope that in your timeline there is a late thirties architectural renaissance. What the Luftwaffe and the RAF did to European cities is nothing to the peacecrime of 1940s and 50s architects.