openidwouldwork: (muuh)
One's gotta love Pratchett!

"Swish city bastards."

"They don't know what it's like to be up to the armpit in a cow's backside on a snowy night. Hah!"

"And there ain't one of 'em that — what're you talking about? You ain't got a cow."

"No, but I know what it's like."

"They don't know what it's like to get one wellie sucked off in a farmyard full of gyppoe and that horrible moment where you waves the foot around knowin' that wherever you puts it down it's going to go through the crust."


That is the difference between city people and real people, it is.
openidwouldwork: (HappyPig)
I love books. I love reading.

Fucking netbooks; you can't even use one to beat an alien brain parasite to death without it breaking.
from Charles Stross - The Apocalypse Codex

Not getting an e-reader anytime soon...
This is pre-Peninsula, but I found it interesting:

Radipole Barracks, 31 January 1806

... I get up in the morning precisely at eight, attire myself in my gaudy trappings, and go to my beautiful chestnuts*, turn out for their walking exercise after that I go to the mess room and read the papers, from thence my own room where I find breakfast ready set out, play a pretty good part there as you remamber & from that till twelve I invariably devote to my studies. At twelve I go round & inspect every table, and all my troop appointments, see that the rooms &c are clean & that the cooks have got everything for the men's dinners, at one I mount my Pegasus & take lessons in the school until its time to dress for evening parade. This lasts till four o'clock, from then till five (the present hour) I generally if unmolested write letters or something; find a good dinner in the mess room at five, go round stables at seven, drink tea at nine & go to bed at ten.

(* All of the horses in the regiment had to be chestnut in colour)


From "From Corunna to Waterloo" edited by Gareth Glover
Quote from ‘the History of the 43rd’

The regiment having moved off about 3 o'clock, ascended the side of the mountain, halting within a short distance of La Petite la Rhune, and close to our left we saw and passed the Rifles, lying down in close column, covered by their white blankets, in the faint light resembling a flock of sheep much more than grim warriors prepared for the strife.

BAAA-AH!

Salamonde

Jan. 2nd, 2010 07:34 pm
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Wellie on remounts...

Warning: huge amount of text )
*cuddles Kincaid* Bless his scribbling fingers!

July, 1812 )
THERE WERE ZOMBIES IN THE PENINSULA, TOO!



'Adventures in the Rifle Brigade', Kincaid:

I know not what appearances the burning rafters might have reflected on the neighbouring trees
at the time, but he had not been long on his post before he came running into the piquet, and swore, by all the saints in the calendar, that he saw six dead Frenchmen advancing upon him with hatchets over their shoulders !
*bounces* Started reading Kincaid's "Adventures in the Rifle Brigade", yay!

It's so much fun!

Discipline in the navy )

on madwomen )

and having no women )
OMG Sherer is such a Wellie fanboy I'm surprised he survived the war...

Sherer sees Wellie a second time )
Sherer sees Wellie the first time... *grins*

Death to the Fanboys! )
Joseph Moyle Sherer (he who wrote: "Military memoirs of Field Marshal, the Duke of Wellington") arriving in the Peninsula in 1809:

The next day was full of the bustle of preparation. All our heavy baggage had already been left in England, and we now received a fresh order to disencumber ourselves of every thing, not absolutely necessary. My brother subaltern and I had a small baggage mule lightly laden, between us, and in this, the infancy of our zeal, we carried knapsacks ; four of us formed a small social mess, and had the comfort of a canteen ; but neither officers or men, at this period, had tents, and no one except field officers and adjutants were mounted. One mule per company, with camp kettles and the few baggage animals of the officers formed the whole of our incumbrance.

...I think Brady's and Jaeger's mule wants some more attention, the poor dear... *has evil thoughts*
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