tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64834142269911812392024-03-05T22:02:09.439+00:00The Insular IdlerJohnny Dangerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04433450099562157160noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483414226991181239.post-86999352000356229922022-05-26T14:22:00.002+00:002022-05-26T14:22:17.938+00:00Sci-Fi skirmish game using Planet 28 Rules and Alternative Armies HOF figures.<p> </p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">The
Planet <span style="color: black;">M'lanQuidox 17 </span>is a water world which
way back in time had a large asteroid smash into it. This created a HUGE crater,
causing a crater wall to emerge from the planet's waters. The wall was
incomplete at one point allowing some tidal ingress and egress. The crater
walls are precipitous and soar above the waters. Plant life survived the
asteroid impact and evolved over many millenia and tended to clump together on
the more sluggish waters of the crater, forming floating islands of vegetation,
some many hundred of metres long and wide, that drifted here and there on the
torpid currents. Storms sometimes caused these floating islands to break up,
and sometimes force amalgamation of smaller islands. Low clouds cover the crater
on most days.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">On
discovering the unique planet The <span style="color: black;">Commonwealth</span>
of Planets ruled that it should be set aside for scientific study<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and under NO circumstances should it be
exploited for it’s natural resources (if any). Any breaches would be punished
to the full extent of the law. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Sector
29 Scientific Research Facility -JV was established on a quadrilateral
“island" with a 6 cabin and laboratory drop on one of the few days that
allowed airborne access, and a small team of technicians and scientists were
installed. All communications, scientific, technical and personal were sent via
a Geo-Stat satellite. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">The
weekly report has not been received for 6 weeks so a small team of Star Force
Alpha Marines with Engineer and Medic<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>have been dispatched to investigate and effect any repairs and report
back. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">The
team arrived and carefully entered the area. The structures were checked, no
signs of life, the satellite dish was smashed and the generator out of fuel.
The 2 storey lab building looked as if it had been ransacked IT hardware had been
ripped out. The Engineer of the team started fixing the generator and then she
set to work on replacing the satellite dish atop the building. The medic and
team leader carried on searching the building, carrying on until they emerged
on the roof where there was nothing but some of the huge vines that had started
to already to engulf the building. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-no-proof: yes;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-no-proof: yes;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8T56Yx6L_GpKrYiS5gBdwETn2e2aIb0IqNexs7-ODgal6i2dlsiPrT63Q7BnlZvBmIdaFSAJAoDFLY5_3ihMGI1x0yXbanAPgmO8zr9RRe16qryKRHBoH4Bjwu-IZ2Z2jTluH9JOnUcZQF5SGRwqDUJiA42jUfHgYO4m1gdjkY9inVwHwpdBmWe6g/s709/Float01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="709" data-original-width="574" height="539" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8T56Yx6L_GpKrYiS5gBdwETn2e2aIb0IqNexs7-ODgal6i2dlsiPrT63Q7BnlZvBmIdaFSAJAoDFLY5_3ihMGI1x0yXbanAPgmO8zr9RRe16qryKRHBoH4Bjwu-IZ2Z2jTluH9JOnUcZQF5SGRwqDUJiA42jUfHgYO4m1gdjkY9inVwHwpdBmWe6g/w437-h539/Float01.jpg" width="437" /></a></div><br /><o:p><br /></o:p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-no-proof: yes;"><o:p><br /></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-no-proof: yes;"><o:p><br /></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">There
being no other signs of life the remaining marine joined the Engineer on the
roof of the Comms cabin and they quickly got the dish fixed and a test message
broadcast to the Geo-Stat satellite <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>whilst the message was uploading the marine
heard strange noises from the landing stage area and moved onto the adjacent
building and took cover in the vines. His com-link message alerted the other members
of the team. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A small submarine had
surfaced at the landing stage and destroyed their boat !<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAJ2OUY_CwnKqOl_JKqEoj1-6LnF0VECeOkxQmYyf-9Z6e6s_LSjx9vDDc-jA_xKmmQ3asomr1yzTr9_YFA7bm1GV9BxF65tU0ppK7dAZQu2hRnIhYZ24C3dwSRuvS5CsILVb3fHte_Z3Z8RlLxIh8IKyMY7oQ2sGKEc_CWImJH7E6yxCglfnRXkbu/s425/Float05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="283" data-original-width="425" height="292" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAJ2OUY_CwnKqOl_JKqEoj1-6LnF0VECeOkxQmYyf-9Z6e6s_LSjx9vDDc-jA_xKmmQ3asomr1yzTr9_YFA7bm1GV9BxF65tU0ppK7dAZQu2hRnIhYZ24C3dwSRuvS5CsILVb3fHte_Z3Z8RlLxIh8IKyMY7oQ2sGKEc_CWImJH7E6yxCglfnRXkbu/w438-h292/Float05.jpg" width="438" /></a></div><br /><o:p><br /></o:p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">A
landing party disembarked and advanced into the station. Mean while the Alpha
Force Team leader and the Medic climbed down the vines at the back of the Lab. Building
and headed off to join the rest of the team on top of the cabin next to the Comms
cabin. The leader’s idea was to catch the Landing Party<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>whilst they were as far away from the sub as
possible. As the leader and medic passed behind the buildings the Orange Jump
Suited landing party advanced cautiously<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>through the central open area of the Station. After<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>they had passed by the Marines, it occurred to
the leader that maybe they could take the submarine ! The Engineer and the
Marine shimmied down the fine to the back of the bin and passed along to the
corner of the accommodation line. They could see a sentry<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>up on the ‘sail’ and opened fire, causing him
to drop out of sight. They sprinted for the sub and swarmed up and overcame the
sentry. In an instant they had dragged the casualty below and sealed the outer
hatch. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">The
shooting alerted the landing party who sprinted back towards the sub but were
caught in the open by fire from the Team Leader and Medic. Two went down
immediately another soon wounded The Landing Party leader and another returned fire,
wounding the Medic.4made it back to the sun but found the hatches locked and
realised their folly as the Engineer submerged the vessel with them still
banging on the hatch. Three drowned in the process and the one survivor made it
ashore but just hid in the undergrowth. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9pKV7089SkUDqt-exX18flsOmRFfXNRs5j_nXfI8g4VuXLt3magCuqXcVBZyA4hrXHFAOcyFr-KZ_SfaOVS3TgRml_2Ww6t_9NNeQTPV9l4vybg-THbNieOAnWjN2ZXjPKHFNscUDVhveAqT8lGJXkxj7MdUgT2YmwSrnkF8BRxeFF8emDML3XnO4/s699/Float07.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="425" data-original-width="699" height="298" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9pKV7089SkUDqt-exX18flsOmRFfXNRs5j_nXfI8g4VuXLt3magCuqXcVBZyA4hrXHFAOcyFr-KZ_SfaOVS3TgRml_2Ww6t_9NNeQTPV9l4vybg-THbNieOAnWjN2ZXjPKHFNscUDVhveAqT8lGJXkxj7MdUgT2YmwSrnkF8BRxeFF8emDML3XnO4/w488-h298/Float07.jpg" width="488" /></a></div><br /><o:p><br /></o:p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">The
Team leader and the Medic were now in a two against two scrap and managed to down
one of their opponents and the leader barricaded himself in an accommodation cabin
. The fight was over<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Subsequent
investigations showed that the Agrax Corporation was prospecting the planet
with the hope of extracting the nutrient rich waters and converting it into
high grade fertilisers for sale to food production planets in the sector. The
Agrax Corporation was dissolved and members of its executive board sent to
penal colonies. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">A
good game with my son who was over from Australia. <o:p></o:p></span></p>Johnny Dangerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04433450099562157160noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483414226991181239.post-15330701092979538372022-05-09T19:26:00.000+00:002022-05-09T19:26:17.072+00:00Ruritanian link<p> May I recommend all those interested in Ruritanian shenanigans, the erudite Blog of Red Orc?</p><p>http://redorcsblog.blogspot.com/</p><p><br /></p>Johnny Dangerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04433450099562157160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483414226991181239.post-90716806583081988042022-04-13T19:56:00.004+00:002022-04-16T09:56:28.028+00:00'In Dogger, German Bight, Fisher, South Utsire,North Utsire....'<p> Soooo some shipping...</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p>This is sort of how my 'Space Ship' looks in my imagination. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTFfuyPJ_VyirRZssBOVkpIpmVq608-QLDkW9l9QXesRhaZHJepptDfK_n9vvYXzfdBePDFgRwej8pv53tWsbC5xDhhF1kHSwaW7AvE51ij4Q9HcbRKdexKkufrOuDFUBitMW9rQ9oe6v0gVrn5dbd7eD5tCbovOKYeYMc9HceL2-5R9NO6sGGHE_Y/s1970/spaceshipx.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1569" data-original-width="1970" height="255" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTFfuyPJ_VyirRZssBOVkpIpmVq608-QLDkW9l9QXesRhaZHJepptDfK_n9vvYXzfdBePDFgRwej8pv53tWsbC5xDhhF1kHSwaW7AvE51ij4Q9HcbRKdexKkufrOuDFUBitMW9rQ9oe6v0gVrn5dbd7eD5tCbovOKYeYMc9HceL2-5R9NO6sGGHE_Y/s320/spaceshipx.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>this is more what it does look like.....</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg27f3GFnJxkGtbGONUp4qtNEyJdX9qnRWCn8-bXXBATxubEnO7alALc4W_x7Ihwj_fKFRXYLLL1qktp7YliM9EZ-EfrLztgAPcAz4NHz_YVWSgW3jBTkY4kkAUXxO6aHFEzVP8elmZ1OQ-_RgnLPABx_7E35dxUnD7a-5uPT-UTtV-GzuWzq3Zj1Rl/s709/spaceshipy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="531" data-original-width="709" height="199" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg27f3GFnJxkGtbGONUp4qtNEyJdX9qnRWCn8-bXXBATxubEnO7alALc4W_x7Ihwj_fKFRXYLLL1qktp7YliM9EZ-EfrLztgAPcAz4NHz_YVWSgW3jBTkY4kkAUXxO6aHFEzVP8elmZ1OQ-_RgnLPABx_7E35dxUnD7a-5uPT-UTtV-GzuWzq3Zj1Rl/w266-h199/spaceshipy.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><br /> </div>The Argo needs finishing..black hull for a start....<p></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCu6DHo6kqSxYUKXaTz6NieX2_QtODGgTTLqmZaS4Z6oIE6Qir-91IlOe501OIIX54QcdXkARMH2M6aFowWAWTvqAMxPXRUsfR78DdiLzjfNxm9FN9tmftEgLYNQfVzFs-XlwvggQAiraomoQgYFy3DPIQl08lDHUNyt_Y5KKQswMZ30RsWeY_ZnWw/s709/argo2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="531" data-original-width="709" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCu6DHo6kqSxYUKXaTz6NieX2_QtODGgTTLqmZaS4Z6oIE6Qir-91IlOe501OIIX54QcdXkARMH2M6aFowWAWTvqAMxPXRUsfR78DdiLzjfNxm9FN9tmftEgLYNQfVzFs-XlwvggQAiraomoQgYFy3DPIQl08lDHUNyt_Y5KKQswMZ30RsWeY_ZnWw/w300-h225/argo2.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div>and a waterline sub.... owned by the Agrax Corporation illegally mining nutrient rich ocean basin deposits on the planet M'lanQuidox 17 in contravention of the Commonwealth embargo of interfering in this Sector of Special Scientific Interest.<div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivtOsQwUi1cHvpJjrCDyNpjHpClT5sl3Fz6eD9riFkHLM9lF_6CSTQxfzVlMCVzVDv005knJ4fEJcMfSnivwylvMfQD4wn2lcmLx19mEl8FOK5unkiKxQ2UTt3Cat0dzMxxLidVzXcaE9SHUFvL-ftNowANJMr5pGWBKVdQjyuWi3A_0H7__eLqvEF/s709/subx.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="531" data-original-width="709" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivtOsQwUi1cHvpJjrCDyNpjHpClT5sl3Fz6eD9riFkHLM9lF_6CSTQxfzVlMCVzVDv005knJ4fEJcMfSnivwylvMfQD4wn2lcmLx19mEl8FOK5unkiKxQ2UTt3Cat0dzMxxLidVzXcaE9SHUFvL-ftNowANJMr5pGWBKVdQjyuWi3A_0H7__eLqvEF/s320/subx.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div><br /><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><p>Right..... onwards and upwards etc. </p><p><br /></p><p>John </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /></div>Johnny Dangerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04433450099562157160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483414226991181239.post-54279248969154086472022-04-07T14:00:00.003+00:002022-04-16T10:04:09.515+00:00<p> At last there is a glimmer of normality.</p><p>"Awake, for Morning in the bowl of night, has flung the stone that puts the stars to flight"</p><p>After nearly two years of inaction I have lumbered into purposeful pursuits.Well not really.... more like an excitable Springer Spaniel...... no plan, no rhyme and reason...... but great FUN.</p><p>One Hour Skirmish Wargames..... used for Sci-Fi style escapades with a retro feel ( Dan Dare lives again...) </p><p>Fast play 3x3 Portable wargames...... 18th Century Imagi -Nations of Lovotznia and Herzog quibbling over a piece of territory. Fastest game less than 10 minutes. Lesson learnt? Do not put 2 units per grid when facing Elite artillery and then throw successive 1's when you put your general in harm's way on the first turn..... At 10mm this easy to fit onto a sheet of A4 with the grid drawn on. </p><p>'9x9 'normal grid Portable wargames again with Lovotznia and Herzog</p><p>Painting</p><p>Austrian, British, French and Prussian Napoleonics .... Just a PWG brigade of each</p><p>Sci-Fi, 15/18mm Rim Mercenaries, Star Force Alpha Marines and some other figures to use for Dan Dare inspired japes.</p><p>Plastic Greeks of Adam Dobbyns 'Argonaut' inspired game.... rules soon to be published..... including foes, Amazons, skeletons, a large plastic octopus and a rather spiffing Hydra</p><p>Still in the pile .... 6mm ECW from Heroics and Ros and 10mm ECW from Lancer miniatures</p><p>Scenary</p><p>Aquarium plastic plants for the Sci Fi Skirmishes. Held uptight in cut to size holes in polystyrene sheet covered with ;Mixed Herb' flock Other scatter terrain for skirmishes, the odd tree , log pile, rock pile etc. </p><p>A 'space craft' for hot extraction scenario ( made from a shampoo bottle and yoghurt pot with cardboard add-ons.... it doesn't look too bad if you look at it with your eyes 80% closed... any less than 80% and its origins are obvious )</p><p>A floating research station..... Kellogs variety pack boxes wrapped in paper</p><p>A submarine and The Argo still need doing....</p><p>Busy ,busy, busy.</p><p>John</p>Johnny Dangerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04433450099562157160noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483414226991181239.post-59400584552535819022020-09-18T15:52:00.002+00:002020-09-18T15:52:14.485+00:00Onward to Strelsau.....<p> As a further aside to the Ruritanian theme I found this rather spiffing map thanks to the Google elves.</p><p>https://alchetron.com/Ruritania</p><p>I have no idea who created it ( but thank you) but the use of a slice of the Czech Republic is jolly useful as it gives a good tie in with the description in The Prisoner of Zenda vis-a-vis the geographical distance between Dresden and Strelsau. The regions I am not sure about but the presence( or so it seems) of Grand Duchies or Papal cities or even free cities within the Ruritanian border might prove a treasure trove for justifying local bellicose posturings. </p><p>I am still unsure whether to stick with the time frame of mid 1700's as per "The Princess Osra" or the latter half of the 19th as per "The Prisoner of Zenda" and "Rupert of Hentzau"</p><p>All to play for...</p>Johnny Dangerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04433450099562157160noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483414226991181239.post-207166345211495472020-09-13T09:21:00.005+00:002020-09-13T09:21:58.167+00:00Progress....or lack of it. <p> There is little to report apart from the arrival of more Heroic and Ross figures this week which I hope to do some skirmish games with. </p><p>Unfortunately we have the builders in, which means all my materials, board, scenery, armies etc have been banished to the 'Man Cave' , which my wife informs me is not for me alone.... hence the mountains of Kilner jars and gardening impedimenta which have been in residence since we moved here four years ago and are now themselves buried under the contents emptied from the garage.</p><p>I have designed what I hope is Manor House of correct proportions for ECW skirmishes but it awaits construction. Today I hope to design a small street again for ECW skirmishes.</p><p>I am sure I am not alone in being easily distracted by other ventures. Yesterday was spent in re reading the Prisoner of Zenda and searching for clues to produce a map of Ruritania, with the longer term goal of conducting skirmish type encounters caused by the nefarious shenanigans of the day. Spies, assassins, insurrection, kidnaps, anarchists, contested successions, railways, telegraph......phew! I do not know whether to thank Mark of The Man of Tin blog for starting me off on this or curse him for re- igniting my interest which has been latent for 20+ years.</p><p><br /></p>Johnny Dangerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04433450099562157160noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483414226991181239.post-86029814056829502822020-08-08T12:40:00.000+00:002020-08-08T12:40:57.049+00:00The repercussions of the Crook's Farm Battle<p> </p><p><br />
If either of the commanders had expected acclamation and plaudits from their superiors following their actions at Crook's Farm, they were sadly disappointed.<br />
Sir Josiah, reporting to Senior Commanders in Linden, was given little praise for carrying the war to the enemy, or for the meagre fooddtuffs he had procured for the City. It was pointed out to him that his troops were now busy consuming such victuals and therefore thanks to his actions was putting the City's supplies in deficit.<br />
Lord Thomas had pointed out to him that if he had not retired from the Field at South Clifton then the foe would not have entered the lands to the West of the River Trout in the first place, and, despite Lord Thomas' blustering and indignant protestations regarding his ejection of an enemy host with but an equal sized force of his own, the Royalist Command in Nottingham 'regretted' his failure to follow up the enemy and either annihilate them as they attempted to ford the River Trout, or harrass them all the way to Linden. <br />
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Both commanders returned to their base areas in high dudgeon, to resupply, re-equip, recruit and soothe the hurts they had received from their superiors. Their subordinate Colonels took their Regiments home with varying amounts of relief, and anticipation of further service. Whilst they awaited the orders and commissions of the Higher Command, Lord Thomas and Sir Josiah resolved to entertain the troops that they might call on, with attacks on local adherents to the enemy's cause.<br />
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" scarce a day went by without some alarum or excursion or beating up of quarters" <br />
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If I can find some simple skirmish rules to my liking and some suitable cheap figures I might game such an attack with perhaps 20 figures a side. Otherwise it will be an algorithm and Excel Random number in a spreadsheet job. <br /><br /></p>Johnny Dangerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04433450099562157160noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483414226991181239.post-2493442011555311582020-08-06T20:25:00.003+00:002022-04-16T09:32:15.392+00:00The Battle of Crook's Farm <p class="MsoNormal"><u>Battle of Crook’s Farm</u><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Lord Thomas set out his plan and justification for the
upcoming ejection (hoped for) of the incursive Parliamentarian force who had ,
according to the reports he had received , taken Crook’s farm . From here the
Puritan aggressors had set about their task of brigandage, theft, arson and
possibly rapine . <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Lord Thomas admitted that the two opposing forces had
exactly the same number of unit, but his proposed nighttime attack would cause
havoc amongst the rabble who opposed the King’s Will, delivered by his devoted
servant, Lord Thomas. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Consequently Lord Thomas’ force assembled near East Parkham,
and by good fortune and excellent intelligence, not to mention overwhelming
force, an entire troop of enemy cavalry were ambushed and taken prisoner. Lord
Thomas exhorted his commanders to strike whilst the iron was hot as the non
return of the troop would put the rebels on warning. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Sir Josiah Letterman was well aware of what the cavalry
troop’s non return might presage. Consequently Mudford’s Dragoons were out on
Picket to West and North and South and East. He was not prepared to be caught
napping or be unprepared for attack from ANY direction.. He knew the troops
under his command would be nervous and did his best to reassure them<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and got his commanders to stand 2/3rds of
their force to during the night in case of attack. The whole force to stand <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>to at dawn.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">All decisions determined by percentage dice or random chance
chosen by Exel spreadsheet random number generator<o:p></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0LViNYwfbucK5Lb8yi0PU_j8GqBxmlWyjJYqHatp8lUyOsVLRWctFSTPx8ud2SbvIoqX_63Z7HH9M5SLeuzGWhwL9rpVnAOq6jcDRCJbfSRkrhzQKWfohrA6JnViPRDRNj4iGZE686Pg/s1772/Cfarm_2_02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1176" data-original-width="1772" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0LViNYwfbucK5Lb8yi0PU_j8GqBxmlWyjJYqHatp8lUyOsVLRWctFSTPx8ud2SbvIoqX_63Z7HH9M5SLeuzGWhwL9rpVnAOq6jcDRCJbfSRkrhzQKWfohrA6JnViPRDRNj4iGZE686Pg/s640/Cfarm_2_02.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Lord Thomas encouraged
his commanders by pointing out that the enemy were enclosed by hedges and walls
Put a cork of cavalry and dragoons into the ‘neck’ of that bottle and the enemy
could not get at the Royalists especially when masked by the darkness.
Consequently while his Infantry advanced across the open ground towards the
farm the Dragoons made their way towards the front of the farm from the
Northern road dismounting about 100 yards from the building The cavalry
accompanied the Infantry, but they had not gone far before the Western Picket
raised the alarm and retired towards the farm as did the other pickets as per
standing orders. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Sir Josiah had been hoping that a stout defence could be
made but the panic which ensued from the enemy’s advance made him realise that
he would be extremely lucky to save any of his command.( NONE of the
Parliamentarian units passed a ‘morale’ test ALL scoring below 3 on a 1-6 dice
!! ) It took 2 full turns of utter confusion before the Parliamentarian’s got
any semblance of order. Col. John Crabbe’s Foot blasted away towards the West
and failed to hit anything. Not that the Royalist Foot managed to hit anything
in return…. Sir Peter Mullet’s Foot, depleted by 2 companies<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>escorting booty back to Parliamentarian lines,
stayed in the enclosure South of the farm according to Sir Josiah’s original
dispositions.<o:p></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidOcmLsf9Pzc8ycHzV_6gqKA_qIUVgyOd48xFd2maQp3ud1N9rPcaGYHsoa_d_C3fZAfLa7OiwTDs7HpUXfMrSc27Mk8jPNwtjrIgGboYuPznwYdV21Ey1mHdGxtarbstcUhUIQ1T9VqM/s1772/Cfarm_2_05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1015" data-original-width="1772" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidOcmLsf9Pzc8ycHzV_6gqKA_qIUVgyOd48xFd2maQp3ud1N9rPcaGYHsoa_d_C3fZAfLa7OiwTDs7HpUXfMrSc27Mk8jPNwtjrIgGboYuPznwYdV21Ey1mHdGxtarbstcUhUIQ1T9VqM/s640/Cfarm_2_05.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZmw8EFb5CePgE7kWVadMfsDr7Jo6cgys7TVzEyFHZEwOgoeLCnC83Yx2cADk7y2jA3FmmwvqTp2Fcr81FWDIFdAvt_YbrPGBVfP_o9absBBY6_r4cJByJNTIQ43n0POu-tqZwHiu1DaM/s1772/Cfarm_2_06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px;"><img border="0" data-original-height="953" data-original-width="1772" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZmw8EFb5CePgE7kWVadMfsDr7Jo6cgys7TVzEyFHZEwOgoeLCnC83Yx2cADk7y2jA3FmmwvqTp2Fcr81FWDIFdAvt_YbrPGBVfP_o9absBBY6_r4cJByJNTIQ43n0POu-tqZwHiu1DaM/s640/Cfarm_2_06.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxjFa6cFen1h3GlFpfNWYm0ZpsjM7an67faCSueP6Oxm01E1QagOUwyYenY1fD_jap0bZBg3U-KbkbkLUm6OURYecM8JYTu4lzWLndzI-sUgCH30K4xTK8okPxWjveAjwCcFBhWC2WqXc/s1772/Cfarm_2_07.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1013" data-original-width="1772" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxjFa6cFen1h3GlFpfNWYm0ZpsjM7an67faCSueP6Oxm01E1QagOUwyYenY1fD_jap0bZBg3U-KbkbkLUm6OURYecM8JYTu4lzWLndzI-sUgCH30K4xTK8okPxWjveAjwCcFBhWC2WqXc/s640/Cfarm_2_07.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">The burning cressets at the farm<span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">'s main entrance </span>the Royalist dragoons a
better chance of causing casualties to Mudford’s Dragoons who opposed them, and
the emerging Cavanagh’s cavalry were charged by Sir John Tremble’s Horse in
what little light reached that far. Because Cavanagh’s Horse took a long time
to deploy, they sustained casualties and bottled up De Preste’s Horse behind
them.<o:p></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOld76NAC2dU0sW8u8J2hq23ZCXf3jLRaPpui8ObyHf-A9Azt9x-OsPy-Wyb0whCuXEX9YrUwNeLlNMsKTkgywpOsSt-EACmp-TVjvaogrvHL70NKHKCpLTE7_JMKQwK3EQqF2Qrb2RG4/s1772/Cfarm_2_08.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px;"><img border="0" data-original-height="982" data-original-width="1772" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOld76NAC2dU0sW8u8J2hq23ZCXf3jLRaPpui8ObyHf-A9Azt9x-OsPy-Wyb0whCuXEX9YrUwNeLlNMsKTkgywpOsSt-EACmp-TVjvaogrvHL70NKHKCpLTE7_JMKQwK3EQqF2Qrb2RG4/s640/Cfarm_2_08.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZDuxaxuCxJXjB0jDNASTZXZn24nyxqi3GRuwzew5tyrvvlLkURWyP1EF8hUDbgiCUXb9w_4QQtsJtzinXiV9xfvmJT1gJB2YBjAzGjOb4kHK-LcJK80nfunfS__a89gcG-M6fQ1mOpOQ/s1772/Cfarm_2_09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1176" data-original-width="1772" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZDuxaxuCxJXjB0jDNASTZXZn24nyxqi3GRuwzew5tyrvvlLkURWyP1EF8hUDbgiCUXb9w_4QQtsJtzinXiV9xfvmJT1gJB2YBjAzGjOb4kHK-LcJK80nfunfS__a89gcG-M6fQ1mOpOQ/s640/Cfarm_2_09.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">A few casualties were suffered by the Foot but Cavanagh’s
Horse suffered the most. De Preste managed to get his troopers out and
thundered into Sir Thomas’ Raw dragoons who promptly broke and fled. Mudford’s
Dragoons were badly mauled and Sir Josiah decided to abandon the farm and get
as many men safe away as possible. The Mudford Dragoons mounted up and set off, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>following Mullet’s Foot who provided a
rearguard, Cavanagh’s Horse broke and fled. De Preste’s Horse squared off
against Lord Thomas and Tremble’s tired Regiment of Horse. A few indecisive
rounds of combat ensued before both sides decided to call it a night and
disengage. Crabbe’s Foot scuttled away towards the River Trout with casualties
but in the main intact.<o:p></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnKNU8BJFi-5FghbWOGY3xREbizXliJAxUmtROUuMXRqpeAMeVFmAqF_-XVSZZ-wkry0T3u4HP-3mNumyh2i02e9FA7CM2Wupv27jRkxd4CtJ69qeyS-mhBvD394RFy0jxbdFXATivif4/s1772/Cfarm_2_09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1176" data-original-width="1772" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnKNU8BJFi-5FghbWOGY3xREbizXliJAxUmtROUuMXRqpeAMeVFmAqF_-XVSZZ-wkry0T3u4HP-3mNumyh2i02e9FA7CM2Wupv27jRkxd4CtJ69qeyS-mhBvD394RFy0jxbdFXATivif4/s640/Cfarm_2_09.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWrwI4VrkLa6hkqq3xtAkUgEQIMiCGW8Unw83LmatZS9_23-uUxLtOkyhINZGbCT-zk4onHm0RUHSgA2QviVeO-59WFf8SIH80nF94rf7t1gqgUit27AYpp9nEPWCXGWTY0TPkBYT8Xfg/s1772/Cfarm_2_10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1237" data-original-width="1772" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWrwI4VrkLa6hkqq3xtAkUgEQIMiCGW8Unw83LmatZS9_23-uUxLtOkyhINZGbCT-zk4onHm0RUHSgA2QviVeO-59WFf8SIH80nF94rf7t1gqgUit27AYpp9nEPWCXGWTY0TPkBYT8Xfg/s640/Cfarm_2_10.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJgrh8nUAX3RddPPsi_nLnl-SqjuyeWNu4uFy0BgO41fSi69dIMB54LWYOT5kHo_rw12Uj_anEqM8yV21TetXDcZTAK-Mezx3pUAyksrGbuVvq5qNGIEvRSokF1XbNBlGnJpn6gFg6heE/s1772/Cfarm_2_11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1263" data-original-width="1772" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJgrh8nUAX3RddPPsi_nLnl-SqjuyeWNu4uFy0BgO41fSi69dIMB54LWYOT5kHo_rw12Uj_anEqM8yV21TetXDcZTAK-Mezx3pUAyksrGbuVvq5qNGIEvRSokF1XbNBlGnJpn6gFg6heE/s640/Cfarm_2_11.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">The Royalist Foot smoke stained and shivering peered into
the dawn light As Lord Thomas led Trembles Horse towards them. Davis looked at
his father who saw his son and grinned. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">“ Rejoice, we conquer” , said Lord Thomas.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Sir Josiah was ambivalent to the result. Yes he had been
driven off, but no colours had been lost, booty had been taken and the
Malignants had been reminded that the Sovereign Rule of Parliament could
overturn the Rule of a Sovereign, if only for short periods. <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">Neither Commander considered what may have happened to Farmer Crook.</p><br />Johnny Dangerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04433450099562157160noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483414226991181239.post-74070626804265394542020-08-01T22:23:00.000+00:002020-08-01T22:23:22.163+00:00Prelude to the Crooks Farm battle<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Lord Thomas had
expected to be reprimanded for his failure to carry out his mission to
take Dollingham for the King. His ignominious retreat with virtually intact
forces had not impressed his superiors. He would not forget their scorn., but
as he remarked to his son, his duty was to his Majesty and not self
important popinjays. There would be no centrally funded reinforcements. The
artillery that had felt to Lord Thomas as a couple of mobile millstones were to
be returned to the artillery park at some point. His friends still gave him
their support but perhaps less than before. It would take 3 days until the one
cavalry unit he could count on was ready to take the field again;<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Sir Josiah Letterman
was somewhat mollified and his choler abated. His force had crossed the Trout
and, thanks to Mudford’s Dragoons they had taken a walled farmhouse.as their
base. Sir Josiah was never one to take a chance so he was glad to encamp within
an hours march of the River. Within 24 hours local farms started being raided,
hay stacks fired, cattle and other livestock taken. There was no sign of their recently
defeated enemy but even so, Sir Josiah posted out infantry pickets in a half mile
radius whilst the cavalry and dragoons ravaged the countryside. Half the spoils
were to be sent to the troops besieging Oldfetter and a quarter of what
remained to Linden. The rest fed his contingent. He was relatively pleased with
his accomplishments so far.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sir Josiah would have been less composed if he
had known that his position had been reported to Lord Thomas within 24 hours
and that Lord Thomas was already taking steps to evict “ That impertinent
scoundrel”. Lord Thomas had something to prove and he was not going to move
until he had the advantage and the addition of a Unit of Dragoons, admittedly
untested, might well make up for his lack of Horse..<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">On the second day of
occupation It was noticed that the Parliamentarian forces were being observed,
the observer fled to the South West. On the third day a troop of horse were
tasked to scout an arc from the South West to North West of the farm at a
distance to include the Great North Road which linked the King’s stronghold of
York to Oldfetter. The patrol did not return that night so pickets were doubled
and 1 regiment of Infantry stood to. Sir Josiah pointed out<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>to his Colonels that, although they were down
1 regiment of infantry , they beaten the Malignants<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and pursued them into their own territory, “
We have beaten them<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>once we shall do so
again.”, he assured them. <o:p></o:p></span></p><br />Johnny Dangerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04433450099562157160noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483414226991181239.post-35879486263165333202020-07-28T12:47:00.001+00:002020-07-28T12:47:09.471+00:00The immediate aftermath<div><div><br /></div><div>The campaign continues with Lord Thomas hoping to get back to Eastspring with the guns, survive the ignominy of his retreat,and rebuild his force. In his view the lack of horse and the ineffectiveness of artillery in encounter battles put him at a disadvantage from the start. Would his superiors agree though?</div><div><br /></div><div>Sir Josiah had his own problems. Colonels Cavanagh and De Prest, seemed to have no idea of the role he expected of them. They were of the opinion that the Royalist retreat signified job done and to give an idea of their reluctance to prosecute a pursuit, Lord Thomas and his guns were ( if he but knew it) no longer in danger as the Parluamentarian Horse ambled alongside the Infantry. Sir Josiah, becoming in mortal danger of a choler, exhorted Colonel Mudford and his Dragoons to follow and harass the enemy, but the Colonel's reply of "On our own? With no support? These are green troops Sir" Sir Josiah thought he detected more of a yellow hue, but bit his tongue as he needed these Dragoons to follow his orders through. Sir George Maltravers Regiment had suffered the most, from Artillery and musketry, and so turned backwards towards Speyford for succor and reserves.</div></div>Johnny Dangerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04433450099562157160noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483414226991181239.post-30899515476439840412020-07-27T22:46:00.003+00:002022-04-16T09:31:17.598+00:00The battle of South Clifton Well ... the first encounter has taken place. Ubfortunately the Commanders inexperience was only exceeded by mine. It did not go well. <div><br /></div><div>Lord Thomas Markham of Foresby had led his mainly raw force, financed and led by his friends and acquaitances, from Eastspring, and across the River Trout South of Forksey. To tempt away beseigers from the strategically important town of Oldfetter.The agreed plan was for him to take and hold the large village of Dollingham. This would disrupt local Parliamentarian recruitment, supply and also threaten the link between besiegers and Linden the shire's only city. His force was 3 Infantry regiments 2 pieces of Artillery. and a Regiment of horse. Artillery would make fortification of Dollingham easier, but it would slow him down</div><div><br /></div><div>Sir Josiah Letterman of Spalsby was on a mission too. He was required to lead a strike force on a spoiling attack against the Royalist food sources between Eastspring and Graftsop.He was pleased with his force, 2 regiments of Horse 1 of Dragoons and 3 regiments of Foote. This would give him the chance to hold a secure base whilst causing mayhem for the malignants in the area.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi14_DWKymwhi_GG5UPCKGdXjFnvuBJiHH0ESClOmnZWEPOfLuKN7tOobEbYBq4DIfagQuDajCTHpCAbQ8HP6gasi2e3ROkYpAHB_WrwWYxOk_wNnagUHqEK6GJLBk2o9dw3k41dSmW_b0/s1772/B1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1054" data-original-width="1772" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi14_DWKymwhi_GG5UPCKGdXjFnvuBJiHH0ESClOmnZWEPOfLuKN7tOobEbYBq4DIfagQuDajCTHpCAbQ8HP6gasi2e3ROkYpAHB_WrwWYxOk_wNnagUHqEK6GJLBk2o9dw3k41dSmW_b0/s320/B1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The Parliamentarians formed up on the Southern ridge with the Horse covering the road and the Dragoons on the Right with the intention of outflanking the Royalists from the Farm in front of them.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">For their part, the Royalistrank and file put great faith in the Artillery they had brought with them. Those of their leaders who had experience of military action in the Low Countries were far more apprehensive.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Appalling initiative throws for Parliament, gave Lord Thoresby hope. and when the Roundheads centre Infantry suffered damage from the exalted Artillery. The Parliamentarians advanced ( as best they could... those poor dice rolls.) 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The guns would not be in his care for much longr at this rate. The raw levies were getting more and more erratic. There was a lot of smoke and noise but precious few casualies to force an outcome. In an effort to force the issue , the Royalist horse charged across the fiield and slammed into the flank of Crabbe's Foot. Regrettably for Lord Thomas the cavalry would have been more effective if they had been armed with stinging nettles. After a round or two the Parliamentarian Horse charged into the rear of the Royalist Horse and after a while, routed them. However, they Had bought Lord Thomas time, The guns were limbered and the Thoresby foot escorted the guns away whilst the remaining foot of both sides decided that the gathering twilight made a good excuse to go home. The Parliamentary horse and dragoons had been exhausted by the little work they had done ( the dragoons spent most of their day birdwatching.) so the Royalists skulked away back towards the River Trout and a safe route home. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBpAZv2TQd5opcVIMgknT_WV9uEnZCExmiKC0bdydomml7iybyWDvBTN7gQ6MCAylN3D0hml1uvxNarWm74VQ_O5LzkW2cDfIuyoUTm8LCJQsgmDDxjYIIS-xSMQXwPWV-jfwCXSTBGX0/s1772/B20.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1102" data-original-width="1772" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBpAZv2TQd5opcVIMgknT_WV9uEnZCExmiKC0bdydomml7iybyWDvBTN7gQ6MCAylN3D0hml1uvxNarWm74VQ_O5LzkW2cDfIuyoUTm8LCJQsgmDDxjYIIS-xSMQXwPWV-jfwCXSTBGX0/s320/B20.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div><br /></div>Johnny Dangerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04433450099562157160noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483414226991181239.post-11154159748423610762020-07-27T09:55:00.002+00:002020-07-27T11:41:51.970+00:00Villages nearly ready....Just got the thatched roofs to paint a pale grey brown. They are of acrylic resin filler smeared over cardboard. <div>The roads MIGHT get a light brown wash, although my roads are a creamy coloured felt. Then a varnish. </div><div><br /></div><div>The campaign itself has got underway with the Royalist force having crossed the great River Trout and headed towards their objective of Dolling ham<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjNWeQJtmuEZwNnkpQx-4ePUc0NfBjceMFUF0SG59saJjLYZcnmNf1Vy50OWMhy5BivZ9VV35B7XNkGEUhopFuJAH-34bt3iOv8gEwE6bJuSTREJazTt_TnKddVRXiQdUL7wSjIxBB0W0/s3264/20200727_103535.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2448" data-original-width="3264" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjNWeQJtmuEZwNnkpQx-4ePUc0NfBjceMFUF0SG59saJjLYZcnmNf1Vy50OWMhy5BivZ9VV35B7XNkGEUhopFuJAH-34bt3iOv8gEwE6bJuSTREJazTt_TnKddVRXiQdUL7wSjIxBB0W0/s320/20200727_103535.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>. As it happened, the Parliamentarian forces had been tasked with a 'spoiling ' attack and were headed North toward the same crossing of the Trout. The 2 sides, both having been appraised and shocked by the approach of the other are about to join battle North of Dollingham, near the villages of North and South Clipton......</div>Johnny Dangerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04433450099562157160noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483414226991181239.post-56581572567018908152020-07-24T18:47:00.000+00:002020-07-24T18:47:00.212+00:00Work continues apace..... well snail's pace, as buildings for my 6mm ECW campaign start to come together. Designed on computer, scaled down to roughly 1/300 these are printed onto paper which is stretched around a balsa or card insert. Great fun. These will provide the 4 villages/towns I will need for my OHW battles. The hills will be more.....errr... representational so as to fit into the Portable Wargaming gridded framework. 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The premise is that there is a long lasting siege going on and, in an effort to divert the enemy's manpower from prosecuting/raising the siege , local magnates ahve been asked to take forces into enemy territory and attack settlements, hold them if you can or raze them if not to cause the enemy discomfort.<br />
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I set about producing a map, assembling 6mm armies for a Portable Wargame / One Hour Wargame style resolution. Also terrain pieces for this.<br />
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Enough of this verbose persiflage... Here is the Map<br />
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Feedback would be most welcomeJohnny Dangerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04433450099562157160noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483414226991181239.post-82288000588100299752020-07-07T17:41:00.000+00:002020-07-07T21:17:59.432+00:00In the beginning......Being well advanced into my dotage, my recall of days long gone is far better than what I had for tea yesterday. My dear papa was a military man, and at one Christmas party (many gifts fashioned in the Camp workshops) in the very early 50's, I received a fort (painted co-incidentally exactly the same shade of green as the centurion tanks and other vehicles outside the Officer's Mess windows) and half a dozen Britain's soldiers. I cannot recall any other gifts I received that year. My interest in all things military, and my admiration for the men and women who don their country's uniform, remain undiminished with the passing years.<br />
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Airfix figures ( 2 shillings a box, affordable when one's income was 2 shillings and sixpence) were early favourites although Swoppet knights were AWESOME. In teen years conversions were attempted with the useful aforementioned Airfix. Metal models were mainly beyond my reach... 2s 6d for 1 mounted knight.<br />
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Then came RPGs.<br />
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This blog will be based on my ramblings and musings of the present day shenanigans that I attempt., inspired by the blogs of others and the advent of Bob Cordery's The Portable Wargame and Neil Thomas' One Hour Wargames. I can no longer hoik around 6x4 pieces of MDF and the use of the dining room table is severely curtailed by the powers that be, hence the delight of discovering The Portable Wargame.<br />
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Last evening I played my first game of Ganesha Games 'Galleys & Galleons' . Inspired by Kaptain Kobold's enthralling Action reports and his 'lolly stick' ships, themselves inspired by Tim's Miniature ( <a href="http://hordesofthethings.blogspot.com/">The Stronghold Rebuilt</a>). I played the first scenario, The Pursuit. A large Galleon sttod in for an Indiaman and a Brig of Piratical intent, the Witch of Bognor was the pursuer.<br />
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The Dagwacht saw that the Witch was making a course to intercept her on the further side of Napkin Island and , having disappeared from the Witch's view wore ship to bring her back to the windward side of the Island. When the Witch cleared the Island with many a curse she too turned back. The Captain and Master of The Dagwacht knew this would happen and awaited the sight of the Witch's staysails and wore ship again.<br />
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Back on the island the pirate crew had 2 problems to solve, how to repair and refliat the Witch and the election of a new captain..... the previous post holder now being the main course for the island's crabsJohnny Dangerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04433450099562157160noreply@blogger.com1