I have a shoe….

Only nine more to go!

Well I eventually managed to finish sewing on first shoe. The fun bit is going to be turning it the right way round. Now if I had been sensible I would have started with the biggest, then things would get quicker as they got progressively smaller.

I also managed to get shoe maker finger, caused by pulling the linen thread tight. Sliced right into the little finger on both hands.

This thing has driven me demented. I really am out of practice.

To begin with I put the sole on upside down, then part way around I realised that the upper was to big for the sole. A bit of remedial cutting was required to get it to fit.

It is too big for my youngest but as it is inside out, it will shrink a bit as it is turned.

back to the sewing I go!

Once they are both done I will shove them into a bucket of water for a good while to soften the leather and then get them turned the right way out. This usually involves a great deal of swearing and funny grunting noises. So if you hear a lot of expletives in a Geordie accent carried on the wind you will know who it is.

And Now For Something Completely Different

I have taken a break from painting to making…

Shoes…

After years of re-enactment and then a hiatus of 12 years. I am getting back into again with a new-old period.

Since moving to Shetland I have been going into schools dressed up as a Viking. Partly to do my bit to show what Vikings look like as opposed to the Up Helly Ah version of vikings. Look it up, it does look impressive… they are what Victorian’s thought Vikings looked like🙄

So after starting first Century AD Romans a long, long time ago.

Then moving up though the centuries (years not cohorts). I moved to 3rd century Roman, 15th century and then Napoleonic infantry and then cavalry. Ending as a Polish Lancer.

The photo above is me in Poland.

I loved the Lancers, but there isn’t much call on Shetland for a Polish Lancer and as getting off the island costs hundreds I had to call it a day. On the up side, my stable kit still fits. Sadly my full Uniform went to the group as I had no use for it.

I also sometimes get the chance to play silly Buggers as a knight or a gladiator.

Me as a knight in a castle, sadly a very early 17th century castle but I allowed this inaccuracy to slip past me to support one of my favourite school’s activity day.

Anyway back to the Vikings…my new group is to be Viking. A couple moved up here who are well into their Viking Living history. So we are going to make a go of it. Well Unst does have a reconstructed long house and longship.

My soft kit needed replacing anyway, but instead of just me, we have to kit out five. I am starting with the youngest’s shoes as they are the smallest and easiest.

I made a test shoe out of spare white felt.

The leather was rather brittle so before sewing I had to soak everything in oil to try and make it more supple. Well 12 years in a shed probably wasn’t the best place and conditions for it.

Wish me luck as it is around 18 years since I made turn shoes.

Two Drummers Drumming

I was a bit busy off gallivanting yesterday

I did manage a bit of painting last night.

The second drummer is nearly up to the level of the first one. I must of had a shake doing his strap over the shoulder though. The first one needs a highlight on the flesh etc. Some of the dark blue and red also went onto some of the civilians.

Early on in the day we explored a broch in the north of the island. This was an Iron Age structure somewhat tumbled down after 2000 years of wind, rain and theft for building houses.

The base of the wall can be seen in the foreground, this would be heightened with peat. It is thought to be defensive, the site itself is sitting on an islet in a loch. The wall covers the causeway from side to side. You can see the causeway in this photo.

Further buildings are on the far side of the tower. You can just about make them out near the water’s edge.

This is the kind of size it would have been:

We also had a mooch about some crofting period click mills.

They were close to the edge of some of the tallest cliffs on Shetland.

This one has access to the sea through a subterranean tunnel. Well access if you don’t mind a 90m climb to the rocks below.

We found the grave with an interesting epitaph. We had heard about it but never seen it.

The afternoon was spent in one of the local shows where one of my daughter’s cockerel won third place in the bantam class.

All in all a very busy day!

Dormez Vou? Oui!

Well okay not exactly sleeping.

I made a teeny bit of progress last night. They have a base coat of Cadian fleshtone.

I will give them a highlight of Kislev flesh tonight.

The reason for lack of painting…a new game

Now for the disclaimer…. funnily enough I would never shoot an animal in real life. I have in the past, what people may call vermin. I didn’t enjoy it, but to be truthful I did enjoy the bit right up to where I pulled the trigger.

I now stalk the odd otter, seal or other wild beastie with a camera. As I only have an 80×200 zoom on it I have to get pretty close.

I have enjoyed what I have played so far. There is 50 square miles to mess about in. I enjoy the tracking a particular animal down. Yesterday it took me half an hour of real time to track a wild boar. Up hill and down valley. The wind was always in his favour, hence the time it took. When I eventually caught up with him the game glitched and he was running about in a weird pattern. He was one lucky pig!

The worst bit is seeing how many animals I spooked. It breaks it down into scent, sight and sound. Based on those scores there were a lot more animals about than I had even seen.

the game itself is beautiful.

I snaffled these from the game’s website. The PS4 version probably isn’t as high definition as these but it is pretty close.

I shall carry on exploring the countryside in Central Europe. I should be able to find a bison and bear.

Painting Para’s Rudely Interrupted

Working on the Americans. Base colours all just about done and the uniform wash applied. Next onto the highlights and washes for the rest. WW2 uniforms are so boring to paint after doing the Napoleonic uniforms. But as they say, a change is as good as a rest.

Sadly however I wasn’t feeling too good and shortly after this photo was taken I had to rush off to the bathroom as Spewmagedon occurred!

Yesterday was a bit more productive…. I repapered the kitchen.

Quite handy for reference when painting dry stone walls.

On the way home

Final leg of the journey home

I spy with my little eye something beginning with ‘S’.

Ten hours to go before we get into port.

Gaming plans when I get back.

Finish:

Airborne heavy weapons and 28mm werewolves

Make a start on any of my other stuff (too many to name here).

My little boy pinched some of my reading material.

He reckons the 40mm Tactical Grenade Launcher is the best for taking down xenomorphs.

Off on Vacation

To paraphrase the song from Bed-knobs and broomsticks

lovely, bobbing along

Bobbing along on the surface of the beautiful briny sea

What a chance to get a better peep

At the plants and creatures of the deep

Two hours into a 12 hour ferry crossing. Reading material is at hand…

Tomorrow is a 200 mile drive then a week of mooching around Northumberland.