Today, herself is gloating in triumph!!! (1 Viewer)

[Von Richter.]

[FONT=&quot]The New Emporium at the Seaside has been in the small back bedroom since we moved here two and a half years ago. [/FONT][FONT=&quot]Herself[/FONT][FONT=&quot] has decreed it must go... to the bigger front bedroom![/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]My slow, but remorseless campaign to fill up every spare nook, cranny, loft and shelf in our hovel has finally borne the ripe fruit I'd planned it to all along. [/FONT][FONT=&quot]Herself[/FONT][FONT=&quot] finally cracked and went on one bigstyle, when a full size Viking helmet appeared on our living room coffee table. Coming back down from orbit she's insisting all my priceless artifacts (her actual, rather venomously hissed phrase, was [/FONT][FONT=&quot]'junk'[/FONT][FONT=&quot] [/FONT][FONT=&quot]) must all reside in one room, and one room alone. Today her rather peevish Imperial Decree has come to pass.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]And wot about poor old Harry's part in all this? He's had to endure a barrage of victory sniggers and[/FONT][FONT=&quot] triumphant type laughter. But, he's the last of the Favershams and will endure with stiff upper lip... playing the cruel hand Herself's vile talents have dealt 'im!

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[Von Richter.]

{eek3}


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[Von Richter.]

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[bradleyl30]

Ah, herself must be conspiring with my herself!

Looks like you did a good job combining things!

 

[MLH13]

Lots of fun in this room. I like it! :salute::

Mark

 

[Andanna]

Lots to discover. Very divers.

 

[Von Richter.]

And here's an 'After the Battle moment then and now'!





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[Von Richter.]

The Battle of Agua Verde...

First action in the new, New Emporium at the Seaside.
His Nibs in person has turned up to wrest Spain back from the ulcerous Sepoy General! Strong in Cavalry Boneypart and Marshal Ney deploy along the Agua Verde River...

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[Von Richter.]

His Grace the Duke of Wellington does likewise on the opposite bank...







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[Von Richter.]

In true Napoleonic style, mass Cavalry thunder forward in overwhelming numbers...​

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Undaunted by odds, unwearied in their constant challenge and mortal danger, British Dragoons and Hussars rise to the challenge! Massed Infantry 'prepare to receive Cavalry'.

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On the distant right flank, Britain's Prussian Allies push for the river crossing.






The Old Guard deploys to take them on...



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[Von Richter.]

A massive Cavalry battle ensues on the British right flank...



On the left, both sides Infantry trade volleys across the river...



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