Games Workshop

I had a really wonderful experience here today.
I went in looking for a particular set of brushes I had spotted on the website, but they didn’t have them as a set instore. The incredibly nice assistant looked up the set for me and picked out all the brushes. He also explained what each of them was for and answered all of my questions with enthusiasm. Anytime I have been in the store the staff have been wonderful.
They also have a lot of painted models and scenery on display, which is really cool to see (especially if you are new to the whole thing).
The only thing I can fault the store on is price — everything (except the brushes actually) is so expensive. Other than that, it’s a really welcoming place!

While I was never a fan of playing the game I just couldn’t get enough of those little plastic men. Games Workshop merchandise was a constant fixture on my christmas list for many years. It was only in my late teenage years that I realised I was never going to bag that Scarlet Johansson look-​a-​like girlfriend unless I ditched the Space Marines.
On and off for more than ten years I would pull them out, paint a few, assemble a few then let them gather dust for another six months. I still read the fiction based on their game universes as a sort of guilty pleasure. It’s never going to win the Booker Prize but it’s generally a fun little read.
The realisation came to me just a few months ago. I was never going to finish my army… ever. It was strangely liberating to finally resign myself to the fact that I was hanging up my paints and hobby tools for the last time.
As for the shop itself I won’t knock the place. It’s a well layed out store with a huge range of models and accessories. The staff get a bad rap for their overt enthusiasm but if more shops had workers that dedicated and helpful Tesco would be a riot. It’s always fun to walk in occasionally and speak fluent Nerdese for a few minutes without a translator.

I’m not entirely sure why I never bought into this Warhammer thing as a kid. Many of my best friends at the time were salivating over the stuff. They would spend every waking moment unaccounted for by pesky school inhaling noxious paint fumes and furiously buying and building there way towards the perfect indisputable and undefeatable imaginary army. I don’t think Cortez was as deranged with greed by El Dorado as nerds are by Warhammer.
In later years I briefly succumbed to World of Warcraft, which is essentially the digital analogue of Warhammer, and I will vouch for the Class A addictiveness of statistics based, goblin make-​believe. Sometimes even now, I awake, sweating in the night, my hands stretched out before me wildly thrashing a illusory keyboard off of an imaginary desk, screaming ‘gonna pawn you nooob!!’ over and over.
Yep, I get it, it scares me and all I want to say is ‘remember kids get an education and just say No to Warhammer.’

Oh dear… yup i was one of «them» … as a young boy i frequented the Games workshop with my friends. Even to the extent that I would get up early on a weekend to get dropped in with them and paint there all day. little did i know just how much money was been sucked out of me.
I mean, i could have a beautiful country house with gardens, a sauna and room for a pony with the money i spent here… i could be the sultan of some country… my OWN country.
I will never forgive them for it, however i have yet to consider the money i could make if sold all those useless figures off to some poor kid on Gumtree…
Never will you spend so much money on a piece of plastic the size of a peanut. Never will you spend more time frustratingly painting the tiny hands on said peanut sized plastic… and oh the paints!
THE PAINTS!
I was always and still am the artistic type, and have come to realise just how bad the paints on sale here were. And how ridiculously over priced.
I’m sorry i was going to give this three stars. but the hole in my pocket and my heart is saying 2.
.a big waste of time.

When I was twelve I thought Warhammer was the coolest thing goin. It was a bit like Lego, but a game, and instead of those almost expressionless little yellow faces, you had bad ass Space Marines with legs missing and guns the size of Paraguay. I’m now twenty, and every time I pass Games workshop I silently curse these un-​nimble fingers for not being able to paint those tiny space soldiers all those years ago. It was probably for the best.
The window displays are really cool and they seem to have a neverending stock of orcs, paladins and undeads, just beware that this stuff is pricey.
I don’t care how damaging it is to my street cred. Warhammer is cool.

Nerrrrrrds!
Sorry, that just slipped out. Remember those really naff toys that used to be advertised in the gap between Earthworm Jim and Turtles? The Warhammer stuff, ye? Well here’s an entire shop dedicated to that stuff.
A decidedly specialist interest.

Games Workshop is a specialist games shop which supplies models and equipment for the warhammer series of games.
The shop is quite comfortable, and their rotating models of battlefields make it an attractive place to wander in to have a look around.
The staff however I find are very pushy, they approach you in a friendly manner, but it is easy to see through and within 10 seconds they are pushing a range of products on you.
It really is enough to put you off going in again.
And this isn’t shop specific but I find the warhammer toys to be extremely over priced.