Showing posts with label ghillies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ghillies. Show all posts
Thursday, 6 October 2011
My immediate thought
“What do you know of John Brown?”
That he’s a hairy lout who can hold more hard liquor than a distillery, was my immediate thought, for the only John Brown I knew was a young ghillie…
Flashman and the Angel of the Lord, p.89, Harper Collins, 1995.
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Monday, 28 December 2009
Grinning on the terrace
…the ghillies loafed about grinning on the terrace with the guns and pouches – they knew I loathed it, and that Ellenborough couldn’t carry his guts for more than ten yards without a rest, and the brutes enjoyed our discomfiture.
Flashman in the Great Game, p.47, Pan edition, 4th printing, 1979.
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Earl of Ellenborough.
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