Showing posts with label Horse Guards. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Horse Guards. Show all posts
Friday, 3 May 2013
Middling general
‘. . . this’ll be the last outbreak of war I’ll see, and for once I shan’t be going. Went to South Africa, you know— just as a tourist, during the Boer business. Interesting. But not this time — unless Kitchener asks me along as a guest.’ He snorted with laughter at the thought. ‘He’ll be the man they send for, you’ll see. Middling general — we could do worse. Now where the hell have those soldiers got to? Trust the Guards to lose their way.’
Mr American, p.524, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.
Tags: Flashman, Flashman quotes, war.
Friday, 11 May 2012
Bellies and loins
Berkeley Levett, a sound muttonhead in Cumming’s regiment, and presumably as well disposed to his chief as subalterns ever are, given that Guards officers are usually incapable of any feeling outside their bellies and loins.
Flashman and the Tiger, p.227, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2000.
Tags: Flashman, Flashman quotes, feeling.
Friday, 20 April 2012
Press-ganged
. . . I knew dam’ well it would run around Horse Guards and the clubs like wildfire in the morning . . .
“I say — you know Chinese Gordon's gone to the Sudan! Fact — and taken Flashman with him! Met him quite by chance at the station, told Wolseley and Cambridge he must have him along, wouldn’t dream of facing the Mahdi without him, They gave him his way, of course but wondered what Flashman, who’s retired, would think of being press-ganged at a moment’s notice. D’you what Flash Harry said, cool as you please? ‘Well, the least you can do, Gordon, is pay for my blasted ticket!’”
Flashman and the Tiger, pp.197-8, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2000.
Tags: Flashman, Flashman quotes, ticket.
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