Nick flew
in from the west coast and managed to navigate his way successfully to outer
Birmingham on Thursday afternoon where Gill collected him and promptly forced
him to walk in the damp woods with a couple of crazy hounds – so I was quite
surprised when Nick was still awake when I got home from work. Actually, he was
not just awake, he was actually buzzing – I’d left out some puzzles for him to
solve – including a copy of Juno’s Spade Case (which he hadn’t seen yet) with a
note of the Wi-Fi password safely stored inside. I knew he’d opened it as he’d
already posted a pic on FaceBook with the evidence.
After
dinner we fiddled around with a few puzzles and I amazed myself once or twice
at being able to actually find a specific wooden puzzle hidden amongst a number
of similar looking puzzles (Darrah’s New Kumiki Cube in case you were
wondering).
Nick
presented me with a couple of gifts made by Tom Lensch – I could remember
expressing an interest in Edi Nagata’s Plus puzzle, but somehow Nick had
managed to not only intercept that request, but also took care of the payment.
He also presented me with a copy of Osanori Yamamoto’s Long Box – whose
solution duly eluded me the entire weekend, although I did manage to remember
enough of the solution to Plus Puzzle to solve that one in a not unreasonable
amount of time – for me. Thanks Nick!
While it
was still grey and cold the next morning (in fairness, it actually turned into
a bright, sunny, cold day!) we grabbed a train into central Brum where we met
Rob fresh from his flight in from Schiphol. We had a quick round of coffees
before heading into a couple of escape rooms. Now Nick’s done plenty of them,
I’ve done a few and Gill had done twice as many as Rob at the start of
Friday…and he calls himself a puzzler! :-) We blitzed through “Our finest
hour”, leaving the pigeons relatively unscathed but practically destroying a
number of sandbags along the way – special note of their code-machinery: it was
super impressive and wonderfully realistic! Kudos Escape Hunt! We got out with
11 minutes to spare after solving some of the puzzles out of sequence,
confounding our games mistress as we “shouldn’t” have been able to do that...
;-) 
We had a
half hour break and then threw ourselves into “Blackbeard’s treasure”. That
went fairly well in spite of finding one rather stubborn mechanism not quite
working the way we thought it should – and in the process we killed the parrot.
It refused to squawk, in or out of tune, so we got a pass on the thing that had
been holding us up for ages. Sorry parrot. We did rather blitz that room and
ended up getting out in just over half an hour, making it into second spot on
their leader board – much chuffedness and several photos recorded “Where’s
Chico?” up on the board. (We may have confused the lovely staff a little with
that one…)
Nick
bought us lunch at a wonderful Indian street food place called Mowgli before we
grabbed a train back to Barnt Green for some more gentle puzzling. A round-trip
to the airport collected Louis off his flight from Schiphol and by the time we
got back, Ethel had joined the party – always lovely to see her! Gill rustled
up a few excellent home-made pizzas for the evening’s sustenance and more
banter and puzzling ensued… some of it rather late into the night – most of it
without me as I retired somewhere around the witching hour. 
Louis had
once again managed to bring along several gifts to add to my little collection,
none of which I already had: a copy of Cast Hourglass that I managed to coax
into a less Hourglass-y shape, but nowhere near being solved and a set of
Vladimir’s latest: Triangle+, a fearsome (to me!) looking multi-stage symmetry
puzzle and his Clogs puzzle – thanks Louis!
Next morning,
we managed to get everyone out of bed and breakfasted on time, and headed down
to the hall to get things set up… with random puzzlers drifting in while we
were getting the tables in place. When I headed out to get the drinks and the
milk for the day, I ran into Stefan who greeted me like a long-lost friend –
it’s nice getting visitors from foreign climes coming back for more!
About an
hour later things had settled into their usual rhythm: Tim had set up a few
tables-worth of vintage puzzles for sale; Ethel had a few crates-worth for
folks to rummage through and haggle over; there was a gentle hum of background
banter and there was plenty of heads-down puzzling going on. 
Kevin had
brought along a handful of Happiness Cubes from Alfons, for Nick to have a look
at and they quickly became the focus of several puzzlers’ rapt attention. These
little guys are really intricate and we soon discovered that disassembly was no
simple matter. At one point there must have been three or four of us sitting
around trying to dismember a few of them and every now and then we’d pass our
muddled mess on to someone else to try and make progress when it seemed we
couldn’t find a way through… this, unfortunately resulted in some of the pieces
getting mixed up in a pile in the centre of the table – this rather alarmed
Kevin when he glanced over and spotted it – so we tried harder to keep things
separate while we completed the dismembering. Sadly, we failed and we ended up
with a large pile of pieces, which someone may have mixed up a little
further, just to be sure.  |
| Large pile of Happiness |
Kevin was
not happy at this point – in spite of the large pile of Happiness on the table!
We moved on to other puzzles because reassembly looked rather harder than
assembly, especially now that the pieces had been somewhat jumbled.
I’ll jump
around a little in time for the sake of keeping the storyline together here,
and mention that MPP’s awesomest Burrista, Rich, was in residence, and, taking
pity on Kevin, we convinced Rich to have a bash at reassembling all that
Happiness… AND HE DID! We were mightily impressed – having taken some of those
darn things apart, we knew how complicated they were, so seeing him assemble
them, in about the same time it took a team of us to dismantle them, was pretty
impressive.
Kevin
breathed a large sigh of relief and returned to the puzzle he was playing with.
Unfortunately
(for Kevin), Rich decided he wanted the full experience of these wonderful
puzzles, which obviously required him to experience disassembly as well, so he
calmly and quietly reduced them to single large pile of pieces once more…
which is how they stayed until Kevin was packing up – but just to prove we
aren’t total bastards, we gave him a Tesco bag to take the pieces home in.
OK, back
to somewhere around the middle of the day and Big-Steve had brought in a rather
large, heavy box of toys he’d recently imported from Japan. I’d been a little
complicit in it and had an inkling of what was inside it – and I’d helped him
lug it from his car into the hall – we left it in the middle of the hall for a
couple of hours and tried to goad people into guessing how many puzzles were
inside this huge heavy box – from Japan. 
Some suggested really silly answers,
like “One” – it weighed north of 30 kilograms, after all. In the end we didn’t
get any particularly sensible answers so Steve did a grand unboxing – or rather
an aggressive attack on the rather sturdy packaging – well it would have to be,
wouldn’t it? It weighed thirty kilograms! Having removed the outer layer of
structurally supportive packaging, he went into the package and held aloft,
carefully, a slightly more modest package representing one of the several
puzzles we’d ordered… a simple little disentanglement puzzle – made in one-inch
stainless steel bar – weighing in at 6 kilograms…. It is a monster!
We’d
ordered a few of those and a couple of somewhat smaller, but still massively
supersized(!), string entanglements – except it wasn’t string, it was full-on
chains, around cast metal creations. Not dainty objects!
Loud
clanging from time to time signalled another puzzler having a bash at the
simple puzzle – only to find that even though it’s just a standard simple
design, trying to manipulate 6 kilos of puzzle to get things neatly aligned and
moving in the right manner on a coordinated fashion, can be rather challenging.
We called
lunch somewhere around 1 o’clock and the gang formed an orderly queue at the
local chippy (for those wanting the challenge of a man-sized kebab) and outside
the deli (for those of us having pig rolls). Back at the hall there was plenty
of happy munching and banter before the serious business of puzzling and banter
was continued.
Nick
seemed to be having a decent time and managed to dive into all the usual gentle ribbing
and abuse that generally gets ladled out at an MPP – he even seemed to enjoy the
bits that were aimed at him! And he gave as good as he got, so I guess he’ll
probably fit in… ;-)
Steve had
brought along a couple of printed kits of Derek’s latest put together – a cube
made up of about 30 oddly-shaped pieces. He’d given Kevin and I a set each and
while we were working on all that Happiness, someone wondered if it
might be possible to build the cube assembly around another puzzle. Without
much hesitation we selected one of Kevin’s puzzles and set about encasing it,
rather snugly as it turned out, in his very own copy of Derek’s new cube – we
thought it looked brilliant… Kevin didn’t immediately agree. In fact, a week or
so later he was still grumbling… he’ll get over it. I’m sure he will.
Eventually.
Several
folks who hadn’t yet solved Jigsaw 29 were encouraged to have a go at solving
it by those of us who’ve managed to beat it. Most managed it, and thanked us
for the “encouragement”.
Juno’s
Spade Case was also a big hit among the folks who hadn’t already purchased
their own copy.
My copy
of Ton Delsing’s Cat & Dog (slightly restricted) sliding block puzzle had
come out to play at some point on the Friday and it made its way to MPP on the
Saturday – where several people tried, and failed, to make any progress on
solving it – which made me feel slightly less stupid at not being able to solve
it after about four years of trying. It seems that sliding block puzzles, and
disentanglements are what I’m most rubbish at, followed shortly by any number
of other genres you might care to name, come to think of it!
We packed
up just before 6pm and headed back up the hill to Puzzling Times HQ for the
traditional fish suppers and just a bit more puzzling. Despite ordering fewer
and fewer portions of chips each time, we still seemed to have heaps of chips
left over after everyone had had more than enough to eat.
The
puzzlers in the cave ended up in some serious puzzling, with Stefan motoring
his way through a number of my more challenging sequential discovery puzzles –
a task he continued the next morning when he came back for more.
Sunday
morning saw some even more leisurely puzzling after a grand spread for
breakfast, before I dropped Nick and Stefan at the airport. Back in the puzzle
cave, the two Dutch puzzlers and I set about doing a jigsaw on the floor – and
it took us about an hour to finish the darn thing - one of the Nervous systems
Geode range of puzzles – not a trivial challenge, and one helped by having
three brains and three pairs of hands trying different alternatives in tandem.
Shortly after finishing the jigsaw I dropped Louis and Rob at the airport for
their flights to Schiphol and headed home to put the inevitable collection of
puzzles left out half-solved away.
Another
cracker of an MPP weekend.
