After a brief respite the hand problem returned -
serves me right for getting cocky. Nevertheless, despite the necessity of bits
of plastering and subsequent painting etc., the appendiges do seem to be making
some improvement. A visit to yet another specialist (very attractive young
Polish woman this time) has resulted in a new treatment regime and a promise
that ”We will become very good friends” – cor! Unfortunately, she was referring
to the management of the ‘condition’ rather than anything else. So, painting is
still a struggle (and typing’s a pig), but, during the interregnum, at least I
got a battalion finished and polished off an ECW Royalist field officer who may
yet find his way into a cavalry unit.
Shame really, as, aside from the assembly line
stuff, I’ve got some more stimulating things ready to roll. I have begun to
suspect that somebody sits there plotting my downfall. There’s going to be a funny side to all this,
but I’m struggling to see it.
“Yet still at night I am haunted by the fright
And distant memory
Of the day I lost the light
Moving through the night
Running from the grand ennui”
And distant memory
Of the day I lost the light
Moving through the night
Running from the grand ennui”
Anyone
identify this song?
So, thought
I’d do some more book recommendations as the last lot kept the well from drying
up. I do actually spend my time doing more than reading, but I’m sure you’re
not interested in a chronicle of my real world activity.
Culloden – John Prebble (Pimlico; New Ed edition (2 May 2002); ISBN-10: 0712668209)
It’s the 300th anniversary of The ’15
and the 270th of The ’45, so I thought it was an appropriate time to
re-read this one, particularly as Edwin King (Diplomatist Books) laid
temptation in my path.
I assumed everyone knew about The ’45, but it came
up in conversation at a sort of party, get together thing a few weeks ago (“So,
what have you been reading lately?). It turned out that, while everybody knew
about Bonnie Prince Charlie and even about Flora McThingy’s ferry service, slightly
fewer had hear of The ’45. So much for the SNP’s play on words last year - Ms
Sturgeon would have been spitting blood by this time.
Prebble’s book reads almost like a novel, but with
few heroes and plenty of utter swines on all sides. Nobody comes up smelling of
roses; it’s a sort of race to the bottom of human behaviour and I’m not
entirely sure who wins. The Highlanders and who actually supported the Jacobite
cause (often unwillingly) and many innocent civilians are clearly the victims
of the failed rebellion and suffer at the hands of the English soldiers,
Scottish auxiliaries, Highlanders from other clans and even their own lairds.
Altogether, it’s an important book and pretty much
a standard on Culloden and its background. It contains good information on Life
as a regular soldier and the social structure of the clans. It’s not absolutely
unbiased, but it’s as near as I’ve seen and it’s a difficult period of history
to deal with in any case. It was a brutal time in which life was cheap and got
cheaper the lower down the greasy pole you were.
Dunkirk: Fight to the Last Man (75th
Anniversary Edition) - Hugh
Sebag-Montefiore (Penguin (30 April 2015); ISBN-10: 0241972264)
I’ve read this before, about five years ago, but,
as this is the 75th anniversary edition and it was only about three
quid from Tesco’s, I thought I’d see what it had to offer. Essentially, nothing
much different from the original edition, so, if you’ve got that, stick with
it. This special edition has had the footnotes removed (though they’re all available
online) to make room for more personal accounts and appendices. However, it’s
still a very well written account of the 1940 French campaign up to and
including Dunkirk.
Glad to hear their might be a polish solution to the problem, Battlefields in Miniature sounds and apparently looks good, the others sound good too!
ReplyDeleteA Polish specialist ah??? You naughty boy!!
ReplyDeleteLovely looking figure too, far to polished (get it??) to be lost in a unit.
I do like the sound of the Marlborough book, if, I said if I ever had the chance to paint up the period I'd do the Peninsula. Probably never will, the NYW's just a bit too close. I may well dip a foot into the Aaronovitch books, I need a new series to read, it'll have to wait for book 12 of TW Brown Dead series though. If you like Zombie books take a look at them, they're a good read.
Really interesting read, thanks. Sorry to hear your hands are still troubling you. Let's hope that your Polish friend can make a difference,
ReplyDeleteBest wishes,
Aaron
Glad you enjoyed the Prebble - let me know when I can tempt you again!
ReplyDeleteThe Wife and I have read the first two of Aaronovitch's books and enjoyed them a lot.
I hope your Polish specialist does her thing and the hand sorts out. I think I'm get basal thumb problems ;(
If I'm right and that sounds like arthritis, you have my complete sympathy. Had an aunt who worked ina cotton mill all her life and ended up with it in both her hands. There's nothing nice you can say about it. :O(
DeleteHope the Polish can help you Gaz, although I feel sorry for her having to be that close to a grumpy old Salfordian. Look after yerself mate.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the support gents. I'm happy to report that, since I typed that lot, I've only incurred a couple of small 'splits' which means the new regime appears to be having a good effect. Still no proper sense of touch though, but I can't really complain. I don't want to jeapordise the chance of more frequent visits to Miss Poland. ;O)
ReplyDeleteO.K., nobody mentioned it, so the verse from the song is taken from "Grand Ennui" by Mike Nesmith and The First National Band's 1971 'Nevada Fighter' album.
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