But I would walk 500 miles…
…And I would walk 500 more. As The Proclaimers once said. Now, whilst I haven’t walked a thousand miles in the last week, I have driven to two Lard events in the North of England at Wor Lard in Durham...
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Struggling to Get to Stalingrad
With the building work continuing here on Lard Island, we are now getting to a point where I can see an end and even to the point where I can get in the new workshop and get cracking on our...
Vartias de Merluza Campaign, a Conclusion
With the British retreating before the French, Captain Fondler was resolved to defend the outskirts of Varitas de Merluza as a final stop point. The day before he had sent the party of Spanish guerrillas under Los Incontinento into the...
The Battle that Never Was
“En avant mes braves!” Lieutenant Epinace stepped out ahead of his men, sword raised and pointing towards the lone farmhouse on the high ground ahead. Epinace was confident of victory, had not the rosbifs run before them previously at Camino...
The Vistula Legion for Sharp Practice
The Polish troops of the Vistula Legion fought with the French but with hopes for the independence of Poland. They were enthusiastic and well disciplined troops who were recognised by Napoleon as one of, if not the, best foreign contingents...
The Road to Varitas de Merluza
“Graspez le saucisson mon cher Desade! The moment is ours, les Anglais are in full blow retreat and we have one of their toughest men prisoner already. You saw the English officers run, it was only the brave Sergeant who...
All Along the Watchtower
When we began work on Dawns & Departures, it became clear that the Generic Support Options in the main rules were ideal for one-off games, but that we needed to add a few new ones for the campaign system. Three...
Surprise at Camino Cerrado
“Fetchez la vache!” Sergeante Petain whispered to the man to his rear who, as silently as possible, moved back towards the low ridge. So far so good. Les Anglais were unaware of their approach and, if their sentries could be...
Dawns & Departures: The Return of Captain Fondler
“Ah, Captain Fondler, just the man. We’ve just been discussing you, haven’t we Major?” Sir Arthur Wellesley turned to the portly man several yards away who was helping himself to a decanter on a well-stocked drinks trolley. Even though Major...
The Fat Bloke Pimps his Windmill
Pimp My Windmill. Now, there’s a line I never thought I’d type! However, a recent purchase of the Grand Manner Spanish windmill was always done with the intention of making a somewhat larger terrain piece, specifically by placing the mill...
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