100 years ago today (Aug 4) Britain declared that Canada was going to war with Germany. Canadians answered the call in their thousands but when the war was over we took steps to ensure that only our own politicians would make that decision in future. (Not that that has helped a whole lot.)
Meanwhile yet another call, a Google Hangout one this time, was answered with the result that foreign intervention, American this time, has disrupted my 1914 arms race by luring me into a 16th C wargame, and he didn't even let me win!
My clever plan of rushing light troops forward to delay his march until my superior numbers of pikemen could secure victory was foiled by one group being over run by obviously not very noble heavy cavalry while the remainder was shot to pieces by an equal number of the enemy whose crossbows appear to have been unaffected by the rain that must have dampened my powder. Luckily my inferior weight of horse was able to see off their opposite numbers leaving everyone on board tired and confused but happy to be there.
However, discipline and a sense of purpose has triumphed and the 16thC castings that flooded out of the cupboard today have been shooed off to one side and the Scruby Jaegers are now, at long last, in the process of donning their uniforms.