Game club disaster

[Wulf]

Back in the days of the shop Dragon & George in Glasgow, there was a 6'x4' game table in the middle of the shop. Tom stopped it being used for games (it was thereafter just more display space) after the 3rd or 4th time someone leaned on it & discovered it was expanded polystyrene tiles with about a foot overhang off each edge of the supporting table...

[Chris Pringle]

Not at a club but still disastrous:

There was my mate's Egyptian airborne force. It wasn't supposed to be airborne, it was an ancient Egyptian chariot army which earned its wings and many broken ankles thanks to an angry wife and a bottle of wine too many.

And my non-wargaming tank modeler mate whose lifetime's work of 400+ lovingly crafted 1/72 scale tanks went out the upstairs window at high velocity one at a time, again at the hands of an alcohol-infused significant other. Not many of the tanks survived. The miracle is that she did.

There's probably a common theme in the above two tales and possibly even a moral. I'm sure this forum's members can advise.

Chris