Showing posts with label Naseby. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Naseby. Show all posts

Saturday, August 17, 2019

Dog Days



It's ferociously hot and Blue Monarchist leads the way, Edgehill's another day. But what about Naseby and Marston Moor I ask him, incredulously. 





By way of answer he sits with loyal expectancy and asks for a treat, as though that, somehow, will stop the New Model Army and advance the last gasp of chivalry. Fond imagining, but he gets one anyway.




Quarter Master over, we went out back with a good view to capturing Banbury, Reading, Oxford, and Bristol. Quite the campaign and devil take the hindmost. Charge and scatter the enemy to the winds!




Needless, Blue No Bishop No King got stuck into the Anabaptist provisions and ate my sister's dog's toy. Typical cavalier ill-discipline, raid the enemy's baggage train in the exuberance of the after-charge. And lose the war. Good work, furhead.




Chagrined, Blue Divine Right Of Kings went prowling in search of Trained Bands to destroy and defeat. Perhaps they were hiding in the cover, in a psalm-singing fit of millenarian expectancy. Good luck with that, Blue Old Service is prowling, seeking whom he may devour.




Not least the advance scouts of the enemy, Chimney Swifts. They're protected by Law, no thanks to Edwardus Coke, and doubly by a sheet of cardboard. Undaunted by pettifogging legal skulduggery, Blue Loyalist stands guard.




As did I, when I could stand. But seriously, as a loyal Son of the Crown and an irregular cavalryman to boot, let's see a bit more Divine Right of Kings and less Satanic Rule of the New World Order.

Vivat,

LSP

Saturday, May 18, 2013

Ride On

JB

To escape the stream of lying corruption that's pouring out of Washington D.C. like superheated plasma from an angry sun, I climbed into the truck and paid a visit to the horse.

Edgehill

JB was looking good and has put on weight nicely, thanks VS for looking after that, still, she isn't very fit because I haven't been riding very much. In fairness to me, I haven't had a lot of time to get in the saddle but it pays to make the time. Healthy body, healthy mind, and riding's one of the more enjoyable things in life, especially going fast.

Marston Moor

Saying that, I didn't go at any great speed with JB, just walk and trot, and I felt she showed good control. Still, she needs to be ridden more to "level up," I'll have to adjust the schedule accordingly.

Ride over it was back to HQ, the wires and a veritable avalanche of kindergarten style tomfoolery on the part of the Administration.

Naseby

I notice they've fallen back on the "we were just idiots!" defense. Remarkable. But hey, don't you dare criticize our rulers unless you want your 'phones tapped and the State's collection enforcers knocking on your door.

Mark Steyn writes about it here.

Ride on,

LSP