Wednesday, 9 September 2009

Thoughts of home



It’s a strange thing, to come through hundreds of miles of wilderness, from a foreign land and moving in the wrong direction, and suddenly find yourself sniffing the air and thinking, ‘home’. If you’re British, and have soldiered in India, you’ll understand what I mean.



Flashman at the Charge, p.214, Pan edition, 5th printing, 1979.




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