Had a great evening yesterday. Picked up some beer and pizza on the way to my friends and had a grand evening playing at being boys.
This is the moment Arthur's knights hit some Saxon infantry.
It was a bloody fight which Arthur won, but not without serious losses. It was only in the last 2 turns that the game was clearly lost to the Saxons (i.e. me).
Lonesome George still seems happy in his new home - sometimes he dives in the deep part of the pond and can't be seen. At other times he comes to the surface to eat the various critters that live there. For the first day or two he was eager to get his fish food. Now he is less bothered. Who wants those flake things when you can eat bugs and stuff?