"Howling gale with lashing rain this Sunday so no chance of spending any time getting the boat [clicky] ready, grandson was at his other grandparents, eldest was at work, the current Mrs Steve the Wargamer also at work, so a lazy day lounging on the sofa was the order of the day – even more so when I realised at lunchtime that I'd missed the clocks changing and was running an hour late.. exhausting…
One thing I did want to do however, was to put some time in with the 6th Light Dragoons, now commanded by Matthew Hervey so while youngest was at the kennels (she has the best job ever, she's paid to go and play with the dogs for an hour or two!) I took myself off to the pub – couple of pints of Hophead [clicky] later and the book was finished…
So – let's start off with saying that, but for the last few chapters, this volume is not about rip roaring, blood, guts, smoke and black powder… it's 1830, and with the best will in the world Britain was not heavily involved in overseas wars at the time, so Mallinson extemporises…."
Full review here.
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