When Charles II disbanded the army of the late Commonwealth he (wisely) saw to it that each soldier was fully paid for his service, then, with very few exceptions, he dumped them upon the generally unsympathetic population of the Three Kingdoms to fend for themselves. Although they were now free to make a living as they chose, most knew only the trade of arms and in the coming months and years fell on hard times. In C. H. Firth’s magisterial work, Cromwell’s Army, he cites several examples of ballads of the period that engage the theme of “soldier turned beggar”. One in particular sticks in my mind. It begins, “in Red-coat rags attired I wander up and down, since fate and foes conspired, thus to array me…” Hence the name of the blog.
While I greatly admire those among the wargaming hobby who make exquisite miniatures that play on terrain that looks like it could be found in Model Railroader, I am an everyman wargamer (and solo besides). I play with adequately painted soldiers on sytlized terrain (and becoming more so as the years past). I try to present the gist of certain battles as accurately as I can but much is interpretive and my interpretations change over time. Most wargamers are like me, I think, just trying to have a good time while capturing the spirit of a certain period or genre. Setting up fast, playing fast, taking down fast. What gets seen and expressed here is the tip of the iceberg that is my gaming life.
When I am not being Guillaume d’Guy (my nomme de faux-guerre) I am Bill, a retired pastor and former analytical chemist, living with my lovely wife (and the occasional cat or two) on the eastern slopes of the hauntingly beautiful Allegheny Mountains.
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lasted edited December 13, 2017