Lone Star Parson

  Let's go for a shoot, offered a young Sergeant, and I weighed up his rambunctious proposal. Is it sunny? Yes. Is it wet? Not very. Do...

  There it is, Texas, under a big blue sky. And I tell you, it was good to be out on my friend's ranch, which is pretty unreconstructed ...

  Well at least a part of it, and left all its kit in the Anteroom; got to go somewhere, in fairness, and why not lay down on a Moslem rug? ...

  It's all about loading shop tables onto trailers here and yes, a tractor helps. In this case, and typically, a friend's Kubota. Th...

  Yes, this is Texas under a glowering sky. Note Cow Barn. And tractor. I don't know why but Kubotas rule here. A Shop. I call this inst...

It's Regency London, the Westminster Pit, some five years after the Corsican upstart met his nemesis at Waterloo. Candlelit faces gleam ...

  What is it they say, only mad dogs, Englishmen, and members of tactical signals brigades go out in the noonday sun. Or something like that...