Jack Alexander - Junks and Korean warships

A very welcome "junk e-mail" arrived today with these pictures of Jack Alexander's junks and Korean warships, based on illustrations from the Osprey book. Jack made an original and then cast each of the 'spikes' on the Korean Turtle ship and made the small guns for the other Korean ships. So that the Junks can be used across a wide period, he also made 'oar' sections to slip over the gun ports.

I think these pictures are truly remarkable, thanks to Alan for sending the pictures and to Jack Alexander for agreeing to their posting.

Bellona Landscape and Battlefield Diorama Pieces

Until I scanned in this catalogue I had forgotten just how many of the vacuun formed Bellona pieces I have owned at times. I think my first was the American Civil War log fort; I always aspired to Bunker Hill and the English Civil War star fort. Long out of production, they still sometimes crop up on e-bay and elsewhere. I also had forgotten that Armtec accessories were from the same stable. I believe that previously Bellona had been under the wing of Deltorama - I will look out some of their adverts from Wargamers Newsletter at a later date.

The price list seems to be from January 1983.

Some similar scenic items are available these days from Amera

American Revolutiion: Rules by Charlie and David Sweet

Partly as a late trubute to HG Wells birthday last week, and partly inspired by the pictures of Charlie Sweet's gridded 30mm AWI set up from Bob Bard's Making and Collecting Military Miniatures, posted earlier here, here are Charlie and David Sweets American Revolution rules, published in Wargamers Newsletter no 93, December 1969.

The Wells-like features include the use of a spring loaded cannon firing cotton buds. Other interesting elements are a timed three minute move and the use of Chance Cards.

Enjoy!

At the Colonel's Table, Part 5: by Don Houghton, Wargamer's Newsletter 92 November 1969

The ball and grape-shot tore great jagged lines through their ranks. But they did struggle on and joined up with the shattered Dragoon Guards, the latter now mustering less than a squadron ii strength.

The battle was all but over. Some Cuirassiers did try and give chase to my surviving infantry - but I had moved the R.H.A. batteries from Monte Petirrojo to a position near the northern ford, covering the remains of my Corps as it made for the Corunna road and safety.

It was a moral victory for the Colonel. I had managed to get some of my troops past his force - but at a terrible cost. Readers may be interested in the final muster of the respective Corps after the campaign.


BRITISH CORPS

1st Btn. 11nd Reg. of Foot: Casualties = 32% . 68% of the battalion got through
1st Btn. 55th Reg. of Foot: Casualties = 26% . 74% of the battalion got through
1st Btn. 92nd Highland Reg: Casualties = 41% . 59% of the battalion got through
1st Btn. Coldstream Guards: Entire battalion killed or captured
2 Coys. 95th (Rifle Regiment): Both companies killed or captured
3 Coys, the Royal Marines: All companies killed or captured
10th Hussars: Casualties = 24%. 76% of the regiment got through
13th Light Dragoons: Entire regiment killed or captured
The Royal Scots Greys: No casualties. Entire regiment got through
The 1st (Kings) Dragoon Guards: Casualties = 68%. 32% of the regiment got through
Royal Horse artillery: Three batteries lost. Three got through

British casualties killed, captured or seriously wounded: 54.1%


FRENCH CORPS

42nd Line Regt: Casualties = 11%
49th Line Regt: Casualties = 8%
2nd Imperial Guard: Casualties = 18%
2 Coys of Voltigeurs: Casualties = 21%
Polish Lancers: Casualties = 15%
Hussars: Casualties = 11%
Chasseurs a Cheval: Casualties = 17%
Empresses Dragoon Guards: Casualties = 24%
1st Cuirassiers: Casualties = 29%
2nd Cuirassiers: Casualties = 48%
Field Artillery: Casualties = 48%

French casualties, killed or seriously wounded: 18.3%

Strangely enough, the Colonel was rather subdued in victory and even went so far as to compliment me on getting even 43.9% of my troops through his forces. He had, he said, estimated that less than a third of my entire Corps would reach the Corunna road beyond Filomela. It was only when I saw him putting away his Heavy Cavalry that I fully understood. The Cuirassiers were the pride of his vast collection - and my Horse Artillery had wrought havoc amongst them. His Heavy Brigade had lost a third of its troopers.

We spoke of this in the Post Mortem, something which was to become a regular feature in our gaming. He snorted violently as he said: "Trouble with you is that you don't like to come to grips. Your artillery, f'r’instance, sitting up on that damn’ hill. No glory in lobbing shot from way off like that. Reduces the whole tiling to the meagreness of a damn' coconut shy!" I didn't argue. I had proved the effectiveness of those RH.A. batteries on Monte Petirrojo, at least, to my own satisfaction. It was fair enough if the Colonel tended to dismiss them and their marksmanship. He firmly maintained that the bright spark of my campaign was the Highlander's stand, just north west of the road. (GAME NOTE I had to dice for their morale no less than three times during the Heavy Brigade's onslaught. I was lucky enough to find them standing fast each throw). It was the staunchness of their square which enabled the 22nd and 55th to make their escape. As for the fighting on the eastern side, and the loss of my Coldstreamers, he had nothing but disdain. I had fallen quickly and easily into his trap - one, which he maintained, even the greenest subaltern should have foreseen - and he had been well satisfied with the results.

I was amazed to find that it was 8.30 p.m. and now that the battle was over I-felt totally exhausted! The Colonel's wife announced that dinner was almost ready and brought in decanters and glasses on a silver tray. It's been a long time since I enjoyed a scotch so much.

Over the meal we talked about the campaign and wargaming in general. His patient wife sat and smiled and said very little. It was after eleven when I finally took my leave. Although I had been well and truly thrashed in the battle, I felt strangely elated as I drove home. have many interests and some other hobbies, but I could think of none which absorbed me as completely as did wargaming. I suppose, like other aficionados, my involvement with battles and toy soldiers gave me cause to ponder. Did the hobby satisfy some deep down, subconscious lust for violence? Or, worse still, was it some vague, martial substitute for a fading masculinity? (Oh, how modern students of psychology, psychiatry and psycho-whatever would love to analyse that!) I didn't think so - and my wife assured me that she didn't think the latter was the case.

It was the Colonel who gave me the only answers that have ever really satisfied me on the subject. True, he is an old reactionary - but he still makes a lot of sense - between snorts and guffaws. "It's the era we live in," he said. "The 20th Century has gained too much momentum. No one knows how to put on the brakes. There's nothing left to discover, nothing to satisfy inherent instincts for survival, every¬thing is fabricated and we don't look for truth or beauty or naturalness anymore. No one appreciated wars that were nothing short of damn' blood-baths - but wars are getting worse all the time! There never has been an era more violent than this. And there never has been so many people getting so violent about the need for peace! You find snips of lads rioting and demonstrating all over the place, citizens rebelling against regimes, people smashing things and killing things - and everyone looking for some answer in violence. I've been a soldier most of my life - but I loathe and detest today's savagery. It scares the living daylights out of me!”

He paused for a moment to assemble his thoughts and bring the subject back to wargaming. "Wargaming isn't really a substitute for anything - not the sort of substitute the psycho-wallahs talk about. But, for a few hours each week, it does help, just a little, with some of the question marks that plague us. You'll always find an answer on the wargame table. Someone will win, someone will lose, some decision will be reached. The urge to create is satisfied, be it in the painting of a single soldier, the forming of a regiment or some pleasing feature of terrain. You've built something where nothing existed before. The colours of the uniforms and banners are aesthetically satisfying to the eye. That is, if you have an eye for form - yes, and beauty. There is a rhythm and pattern in the movement of the troops. There is a basic truth in the actual combat. If you don't depend too much on the dice, the better man will win, all things being equal. There is the absorption of delving into history - and this nearly always means discovering things - at least, discovering things that will interest you, personally. As for the fighting when your troops join battle - is it really fighting in the violent sense? Or isn't it a bit more than that? Isn't it a question of exercising your wits - mentally, rather than physically, pitting yourself against an enemy? Your senses, too. I'll wager there's not a true Wargamer who doesn't feel some twinge of sadness or remorse when he witnesses a favourite regiment suffering." I agreed with him, remembering his attitude when his Cuirassiers started' to fall. "Then there's the exhilaration that comes hard on the heels of a successful cavalry charge, or the elation when an infantry square stands fast and steady. Yes, a lot of emotions are aired at the wargame table - and most of them good ones. I don't believe that there's anything bloodthirsty in the hobby. After all, chess has been played for umpteen years - I doubt whether its enthusiasts could be accused of indulging in sadism. Most serious wargamers I've come across have invariably been gentle, thoughtful people. You see, I don't think there is anything wrong with com-petition or the competitive spirit. But then, I'm old fashioned. I subscribe to the old fashioned idea of patriotism. So many seem to think that it's a dirty word to describe a weakness these days. I love my country and I appreciate all the :good things it stands for. Yes, still stands for. I am hurt and angered by the things seem to be losing. I dislike intolerance, indifference and national laziness. On a wargame table I find a certain degree of perfection. ll my troops are valiant, all my commanders adventurous and vigorous - and all my horses thoroughbreds! It's not reality - but, by God, it's not a bad goal to strive for!"

What an enigmatical character he is! An illustrious soldier (he holds the MC and has been Mentioned in Despatches on more than a couple of occasions) who, beneath a steely crust abhors and detests mankind's perpetual need to kill, maim and destroy. A bluff, gruff, hearty man who has obviously lived his life to the brim - yet who possesses, deep, deep down, the soul of the poet and the appreciation of a lover of beautiful things.

And if he ever discovers I've written these thing about him - he'll slaughter me!



This was the last article in the series

Jack Alexander - South Seas Junks

More pictures of Jack Alexander's wargame forces and terrain from a South Seas pirate game. Jack built all the junks, dock area and naval guns along with a Samurai castle based on an Ian Weekly article. The warehouses are a converted saloon from the White City Range of wild west buildings. Everything is in 20mm.

Correction - Miltra

Jack Alexander has let me know that there were two others involved involved in the design of the Miltra range as well as Bish and himself, Barry Warby of MMS and the late Lyn Heywood.

Jack Alexander - Colonial Gunboat

Jack Alexander is the man behind the Jacklex ranges, and also designed the Miltra 1/72 WW11 figures for Bish Iwaszko. Jack's wargaming is still going strong and through Alan I have some pictures for you of his modelling skills, here with his colonial gunboat, followed by a steam launch, and an American Civil War Colonial house. Please note that these are private modelling projects, and are not available commercially or for sale. I have always had a particularly soft spot for Jack's colonial figures and I hope others will also be specially pleased to see these pictures.

Jack Alexander - Colonial Steam Launch

Please note, as above, this model was a private project and is not commercially available.

Jack Alexander - ACW Colonial House

Rose 20mm Wellington BR5 - one of the earliest 20mm figures?

As part of a large joint purchase of a collection of original Rose 20mm Napoleonic castings, I have acquired 32 of these figures (also 72 Old Guard Grenadier drummers, but that's a different story...). The figure is marked 001 Rose on the underside. Although it doesn't appear on any of the Rose lists it seems almost certainly to be a very early version of the BR5 figure mentioned in the write up on Rose on Vintage 20mil. As it might very possible date from the late 1950s this is quite a curiosity, hence posting it here. The 001 code suggests it may even have been Rose's first figure.

Mystery Artillery Models

As part of the same joint purchase of a large number of vintage Rose Napoleonics castings, there were a large number of these artillery pieces, in two versions - with large wheels, and with smaller wheels.

There is also a British limber marked PL21 (which seems to be an original shop tag).

The guns are split trail, but don't seem to be realistic Gribeauval models. There are no trunnions moulded to the barrel, instead a wire is passed through a hole in the barrel. Does anyone know what these models are and who manufactured them?If so, please leave a comment below.

Wargames Foundry Franco Prussian War Painting Guide

I wasn't quite sure whether to post this here or over on The Old Metal Detector blog. It also seems a little odd to think of Wargames Foundry being in any way to do with Vintage Wargaming, really being the start of the "modern style" metal figure and the creep to 28mm.

One of my favourite ranges of all time was/is the Wargames Foundry 25mm Franco Prussian War one, introduced some time in the 80s I think. They caught my eye in photos illustrating articles in Wargames Illustrated, and because of a rather nice painted unit of Turcos in the window of the small wargames shop that used to be near Kings Cross Station.

These two pages are true ephemera - interesting and useful paper based materials which are unlikely to survive. If you are thinking of trying to match the colours to the Foundry Paint System then don't bother - these colours are from a much earlier range of acrylic paints.

Wargamer's Newsletter #72 March 1968 Wargamer of the Month

At the Colonel's Table, Part 4: by Don Houghton, Wargamer's Newsletter 91 October 1969

The Colonel's Heavy Cavalry continued its advance southwards, down towards the western approaches of the village - and only my totally inadequate Light Dragoon Regiment, commanding the south western approaches to the bridge, could stop them from getting in amongst the main bulk of my infantry which was still in column on the Corunna road. As for his Light Cavalry Brigade, over on the east heights, they were, quite obviously, preparing to charge my Rifle and Marine skirmishers at the fords south of Filomela. And the full weight of his infantry continued its ominous, slow advance between El Gavilan and the river, north of the village. I had the feeling of being squeezed in a vice.

As it happened, it was my gunners who fired the opening salvoes of the campaign. I had eased forward my batteries on Monte Petirrojo as the Cuirassiers and Empresses Dragoon Guards advanced slowly into range. To this day I still believe this was an oversight on the Colonel's part, although afterwards he staunchly maintained that it was a chance he had to take. The gunners sighted up on his second and closest regiment of Cuirassiers and opened fire. God bless the battery commander (I made a mental note to mention his name in my next despatch to the Commander in Chief) and the sure eyes of his gunners. The fire from the three batteries cut deep holes into the Cuirassiers neatly formed ranks, even though the range wasn't all that close. Amongst the first of the casualties was the Regiment's Colonel and, for a minute, his troopers wavered (GAME NOTE: dice for Morale here when C.O. be¬comes a casualty: usual Featherstone rules apply) but the Second in Command checked them and the Regiment quickly recuperated. I was seized by an awful temptation to send my Scots Greys, guarding the batteries, charging down into that valley to finish off that particular Regiment, but I fought back the impulse. His Heavy Brigade still had a regiment of Cuirassiers and the Empresses Dragoon Guards completely untouched. No matter how valiant my Scots Greys - they could not have stood up to odds of nearly three to one, regardless of the impetus they may have gained from a downhill charge. From my R.H.A. Batteries on Monte Petirrojo the Colonel's third Cuirassier Regiment had suffered some 20% casualties.

But things weren't going at all well to the east. His guns (two batteries) had opened fire on my Marines and Riflemen skirmishing by the fords. It pinned them down, making any further northward advance impossible. And just beyond the guns his Light Cavalry Brigade was easing itself into its final position before a charge down onto the river. I brought up another gun to the fords to help repel the imminent charge of the Lancers, Hussars and Chasseurs-a-Cheval that I knew must be coming in the next move. I nudged my Guards Battalion, the one I was supposed to be keeping in reserve, slightly to the east and formed them into a square behind the skirmishers with the Dragoon Guards and a single R.H.A. Battery ready to support them. As for the main body of my infantry, I extended them along the western side of the road, ready to meet any attack from the Colonel's Heavy Brigade. For the time being there was little else I could do. My skirmishers could not move and had already suffered 10% casualties from the guns on El Gavilan.

Yet still the Colonel's Light Cavalry did not charge the southern fords. His guns continued their fire, but now my skirmishers had taken up better positions and his batteries had ceased to bother them so much. The remainder of his troops, the Heavy Brigade and the Infantry continued a slow advance.

It was at this point that the elusive picture, the one that had escaped me at luncheon, suddenly became crystal clear. I had been concentrating too much on the village and the bridge across the Golondrina. Right from the very beginning I should have ignored it as a prime target. The village and the bridge were unimportant. What I should have done was to use it as a pivot or the axle for my advance to the north east. I should have swung my troops around in a great arc and made for the northern ford, disregarding the road altogether. It would have been a slower advance, but at least I could have concentrated my troops, instead of having them strung out all over the place, as they were at this stage. It did not matter if the Colonel hooked round and took me in the rear - as long as I cleared the path in front. I was guilty of a commander's cardinal sin. I had, very early in the piece, forgotten my prime objective - that of getting the majority of my force to Corunna! Now the question loomed in my mind: was I too late to alter my whole basic plan? (GAME NOTE: orders must be written a full game move beforehand). As things stood all the Colonel had to do was to hold his extended line and maintain his front as a wall to my advance. So this is why his Light Cavalry hadn't charged down on the southern fords. All they wanted to do was to contain my skirmishers and my reserve troops. This was the trap he had set - and I had fallen into it, boots, stirrups and all! He had successfully split my force into two - the skirmishers and reserves to the left and the remainder to the right. I had virtually nothing left in the centre.

But there was a refinement to this trap - and I was going to learn about that very, very soon!

My batteries on Monte Petirrojo opened up again on that second Cuirassier regiment and scored some hits. The Regiment’s casualties mounted to 27% (GAME NOTE: Morale must again be checked when casualties reach a third of the Regiment’s s original strength). Unfortunately, this brave body of troopers was screening the other two regiments; consequently my gunners could not sight up on the rest of the Brigade. They were advancing unhindered.

(GAME NOTE: I have hinted before that the Colonel was a resourceful man and an imaginative one. One of the refinements of his game is a simulated 'smoke of battle’ factor. We play, as I have mentioned earlier, on two stripped down billiard tables: over these are suspended three Phillips wide-beam lamps. They are strung overhead, one each illuminating the opponent’s base lines: the third lamp is situated over the dead centre of the table. As the game progresses this lamp is dimmed fractionally each game move, so that by the time the campaign is at its height there is a degree of gloom over the main battle area. You can still pick out positions and formations - but identification becomes just a little more difficult. If you are not very careful, and if your concentration lags, you can find units cut off and a degree of confusion reigning).

Then, suddenly, my pulse was racing and the adrenalin started pumping into my veins. I peered at the Colonel's approaching infantry. On the eastern side of the extended line, his right flank, had closed up a little on the road. It was a battalion of Chasseurs de Montagne and it had been hugging the lower slope of El Gavilan. But now, between it and the lower slopes there developed a great gaping hole and the battalions flank was in the air! There was a breach in the wall big enough to allow my reserve formations through - and, beyond the breach, there was nothing to halt a fast advance to the Corunna road and the north east! If I was threatened at all by the enemy's infantry - I could attack it in the flank and still continue my forward move. At least I could ensure that some of my troops - including the Coldstream Battalion - might reach safety. (GAME NOTE: Points are awarded for each unit, dependant on its casualties, which achieves its objective. Similarly, the opponent receives points for every unit stopped. To these points are added the opponents total casualties. The sum is added, the victor, naturally enough, is the one scoring the most total points). Could I draft orders in time to utilise the situation to my advantage?

I reformed the Coldstreamers into a column and advanced the Marines so that they joined the Riflemen at the ford nearest the bridge. The escorting Dragoon Guards would peel off and cross the river at the southernmost ford, ready to attack any flanking Regiment of the Light Cavalry Brigade should it threaten my guardsmen. My Hussars in the southern outskirts of Filomela would move down and support the main crossing.

The Colonel grunted. I thought that was a good sign. He did not move his Light Cavalry, but his gunners up on the heights opened up with some desultory fire.

Over to the west his Cuirassiers and Dragoon Guards were forming up to charge my infantry now extended on the northern side of the road. My own gunners, up on Monte Petirrojo, had become too sure of themselves. The range on that Cuirassier Regimentwas shorter now, yet they failed to inflict more than a meagre 2% casualties. In the meantime, my Highlanders had time to form a square and thus make a bastion of them¬selves before the onslaught which I knew must be coming.

The excitement mounted. The tea the Colonel's wife had brought us lay untouched in its delicate china cups.

For a while luck seemed to be favouring me. My Dragoon Guards and Coldstreamers began crossing the river. Some casualties fell as the Colonel's gunners opened up again, but not enough to cause me any concern.

It was when the last Company of Coldstrearners, escorted by the Marines and Riflemen, cleared the ford that all hell broke loose. The Chasseurs de Montague swung round to meet the threat - they and the Voltigeurs and the Imperial Guard Battalion. It was a beautifully executed move,. The Colonel must have gauged the distance to a millimetre. The Voltigeurs and the Guards crossed swiftly over the road and swept down on my hapless Coldstreamers. There had been a token exchange of musket shot a little earlier but very few hits had registered - the enemy was almost at full strength. The Coldstreamers held and took the full impact of the charging Frenchmen - two and a half battalions to one. The Dragoon Guards hastened to help - but as they moved up the Colonel's Light Cavalry made their charge. His Lancers and Chasseurs a Cheval engaged them and forced a wedge between the Dragoons and my Coldstreamers. His remaining Light Cavalrymen, the Hussars, took my guardsmen in their left flank. I might have made a better showing if I could have brought my own Hussars into the fray - but they were still on the other side of the river, too far from the ford to cross and come to the rescue. They could only watch the awful slaughter of their countrymen. The conflict raged, with artillery batteries from both sides adding ball, canister and grapeshot into the melee. The Coldstreamers were locked in that one position. They could not retreat because of the enemy's cavalry in the rear. They could not advance because the enemy's infantry was massed in .front of them. They could not break out to the west because the river was a natural barrier, neither could they turn to the east for escape because of the Heights of El Gavilan. They could only stand and slog it out - and hope that the Dragoon Guards might break out and reach them.

And if I wasn't careful the whole sickening process might repeat itself over on the western side. For as the Colonel's Guards and Voltigeurs swung on to my Coldstreamers, his two Line Battalions rushed through Filomela and over the bridge, taking up a position in the rear of my Light Dragoon Regiment. This was the extent of his second trap. His Heavy Cavalry would charge down on my infantry whilst his Line Regiments would deliver an uppercut behind them.

I was prepared for the worst. Already my Light Dragoons were falling from musket fire delivered by the battalion of the Colonel's 42nd Regiment of the Line. They could either turn and engage the infantrymen, or sit there and take it and wait for the Heavy Cavalry charge. My 22nd moved behind the Highland square and engaged his 42nd with their muskets at maximum range. It was pretty ineffectual, but at least it diverted their attention from my luckless troopers.

Now came the final crisis of the battle. The Colonel's Heavy Cavalry made its spectacular charge. My gunners got one good volley into them as they galloped forward - and the green of the Empresses Dragoon Guards fell alongside the silver of the Cuirassiers. The Highlanders bore the brunt of the attack - and the square held!

My Light Dragoons flung themselves at the enemy cavalry's flank and my 22nd Regiment closed with the Colonel's 42nd. His 49th charged home on my 55th - and soon every single soldier on the battlefield was fighting for his life. That is - all except my Scots Greys guarding the R.H.A. batteries. They were chomping at the bit -they badly wanted to get down into the fight. But I had to hold them in reserve -they might end up by being the only ones to get to Corunna.

Over to the east, the situation was worse than grim. The Coldstreamers were a dying battalion - and my Dragoon Guards were little better off. My guns were lost and my Hussars arrived far too late to alter the course of the battle. The latter did manage to break through a line of Voltigeurs, but they could not get near enough the beleaguered Coldstreamers to be of any help. Instead they were ordered to make an attempt to escape to the Corunna road and eventually rejoin my survivors up by the French base line. But as soon as they cleared the Voltigeurs, they came under the direct fire of the Colonel's batteries on El Gavilan.

Gereard de Gre Collection: Wargamer's Newsletter 93 December 1969

These pictures show items from the collection of influential early US wargamer Gerard de Gre. These pictures are interesting for the views of Alymer figures and equipment, and, of course, the balloon!

10,000 hits since April.

I have just noticed that sometime overnight (thanks America) the blog has gone past the 10,000 hits mark,since starting on 8th April this year. Thanks to everyone for your support; I hope there is still plenty of interest yet to come.

Armtec Armour Artillery Accessories

While redoing scans of the Der Kriegspieler lists in an old Walthers catalogue from 1975 I came across this list of Armtec conversion kits and accessories. It also includes some metal artillery models I had never seen before - for example a 17pdr anti tank gun. I think these metal pieces may not have been distributed in the UK.

Scruby Convertables anyone?

This advert for Scruby 20mm "convertables" appeared in Table Top Talk for April-May 1963.

I've always found it very difficult to find pictures of Scruby figures, either on line or in print (apart from in John C Candler's Du Temps De Napoleon rules), and they seem very rare this side of the pond.



The figures in this battalion of Russian Grenadiers I assune to be Scruby 25mms, and I don't know if there were 25mm"convertables" - I certainly can't find them currently in production on Mike Taber's Historifigs site. The quality of casting on the figures when I got them leads me to believe they are unlikely to be originals. They came open handed with a separate musket attached to the base, but some of these did not survive too well so this unit is armed with all the odds and ends in the spares box. The officer in bicorne is defnitely a Scruby figure, though I'm not sure which one, and definitely not intended to be a Russian. Another open handed figure, I added his sword.

There are also a small number of Minifigs 20mm figures in this unit, including the second officer. They form the front line in the first picture.

Whatever they are, they have turned out nice and they are something different.

Triang Countryside R.368 Inn

I have finally acquired an example of the Triang Countryside Inn - pictures posted here in addition to the catalogue picture previously posted.