Home is NOW where the Bell is... Jack guarding the new Flanders Tent. This weekend was a good test of its sheltering properties, but it kept us warm and dry. Until it was time to take it down, that is...

The 42nd arrayed as one file, of one side, of a Square to repel Horse. Yes, maybe it's time to do some more recruiting...

OK, maybe we should have fired a bit more at a slightly longer range. The amicable end of a Bayonet Chrage against the French

Iain explains the benefits of British Army Membership to the French, Alistair keeps a wary eye out, and John is making sure he still has some sil'er after Bron and the we'ens left camp.

Either we've all gone bandy-legged, or someone caught us starting to Lodge Arms. The later, I hope...