EXCERPT FROM APPENDIX 1 from Don Featherstone's Battles With Model Soldiers
(The book that got me started.)

"Nothing in these pages is a dictate, no word says you must or you shall do it this way. On the contrary, the book sets out from the very beginning to stimulate the reader to think for himself, and to use what he has read merely as a foundation for efforts and ideas which reflect his own temperament and character. Only in this way will he obtain maximum satisfaction from the hobby of battling with model soldiers."

-Don Featherstone 1918 - 2013

Friday, November 11, 2011

A Game That Might Have Been (Part 1)

Its been a busy week with no chance for a game. Torrential rains today looked like a good opportunity for a quick solo one. Every now and then I wonder about they propriety of playing a wargame on Remembrance Day but I know enough Vets who wargame to be at ease on that score and refraining on one just one day seems hypocritical so after watching Passchendaele and a telecast of the ceremony at the Cenotaph in Ottawa, standing for the anthem and silence (though part of my remembrance was remembering  the occasions when it was the turn of the College Militaire Royal de St Jean to provide a contingent and I was there in grey astrakhan cap with its scarlet flap and scarlet tunic or long black greatcoat depending on the weather) I proceed upstairs to clear for action..

Thinking about my grandfather,  I decided to break out my old Britain's and play the sort of game we might have had if he had lived longer.The scenario is an old chestnut that most old hands will recognize.

 Red's army, under General Soupese, deploys with orders to prevent Blue from capturing the bridge. 

General Cornville leads Blue's army in an assault on the bridge.


  1. Better to be cocking about with toys than doing it for real - I think that was HGW's view and one with which Grandpa might have agreed?

  2. Possibly though he might have been of the opinion that its all good, just not the same thing. After all, he did try and go back for a 3rd round of the real thing. Of course its hard not to suspect that in 1917 being in the Horse Artillery was a notch better than being in the infantry though there must have been mud, hard work and counter battery fire to boot.