Showing posts with label leader. Show all posts
Showing posts with label leader. Show all posts

Thursday, 23 August 2012

Free and easy style



. . . my bootneck sergeant scowled disapproval; he wasn’t use to the free and easy style of these Navy youngsters who couldn’t help bring their fifth-form ways to sea, and treated their men more like a football of which they were the captain, than a crew. It was natural enough: the cornet or ensign in the Army, when he joined his regiment for the first time, entered a world of rigid formality and discipline, but here was this lad just out of his ’teens with a little floating kingdom all his own, sent to fight slavers and pirates, chase smugglers, shepherd pilgrims, and escort the precious bullion on which a whole British army would depend — and not a senior to turn to for advice or guidance, but only his own sense and judgment.


Flashman on the March, p.17, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2005.



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Monday, 11 July 2011

The famous "fighting coat"





      All India knew that white coat of Gough’s, the famous “fighting coat” that the crazy old son-of-a-bitch had been flaunting at his foes for fifty years, from South Africa and the Peninsula to the Northwest Frontier. Now he was using it to draw fire from his army to himself (and the two unlucky gallopers whom the selfish old swine had dragged along). It was the maddest-brain trick you ever saw — and, damnation, it worked! I can see him still, holding the tails out and showing his teeth, his white hair streaming in the wind, and the earth exploding round him, for the Sikh gunners took the bait and hammered us with everything they had.






Flashman and the Mountain of Light, p.264, Fontana Paperback edition, 1991.


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Friday, 14 January 2011

Great men are chancy



I had mixed feelings about meeting him; great men are chancy, and best viewed from a distance as the parade goes by.



Flashman and the Dragon, p.90, Fontana Paperback edition, 1986.



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Thursday, 1 July 2010

Leading the troops



I advanced with them, of course, pausing only to encourage those in the rear with manly cries, until I reckoned there were about a score in front of me; then I lit out in pursuit of the vanguard, not leading from behind, exactly – more from the middle, really, which is the safest place to be unless you’re up against civilized artillery.



Flashman's Lady, pp.169-70, Pan edition, 1979.



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Wednesday, 24 February 2010

Learned as an officer



…for one thing I’ve learned as an officer is never to give an order unless there’s a good chance of its being obeyed.



Flashman in the Great Game, pp.142-3, Pan edition, 4th printing, 1979.




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Tuesday, 6 January 2009

A leader you can trust



   ‘Turn back, sir! We can’t leave Kirk behind!’
   ‘Can’t we by God?’ growls Spring. ‘You just watch me, mister. If the bastard can’t run, that’s his look-out!’
    Spoken like a man, captain, thinks I; give me a leader you can trust any day. and even Comber, his face contorted with pain , could see it was no go; they were swarming on the bank, and had Kirk spreadeagled; we could see them wrenching his clothes off, squealing with laughter, while close by a couple of them hade even started kindling a fire. They were smart housewifely lasses those, all right.



Flash For Freedom!, p.84, Pan edition, 8th printing, 1980.




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