|Bill's garage where his brand new Merc is not allowed|
|My boys ready to give a kicking.|
|Hope fully these are not rebel reinforcements.|
|My boys charge a hat.|
|Heading for a scrap.|
|The dirty rebs -boo hiss!|
|Making headway albeit very slowly.|
|Dave O'B's cunning plan|
|Looked good to start with.|
|No quarter in the middle.|
|Dave's plan about to unravel|
|Colin slowly making headway.|
|Dave and I about to come to blows whilst Donald sniggers.|
|Come and get it|
|cold steel abound|
|The Ambrose Burnside decision with Colin looking more like an engine driver than our army commander|
|Colin finally reaches the bad guys|
|"Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the lord"|
But it was a great game with it being a pleasure to see all these ACW forces on display and many thanks for the invite to partake and I'm sure it will be an inevitable victory for the rightful north.
Scenery and figs provided by Bill with the remainder provided by everyone else except Colin and I whose tastes tend more towards the 20th century.
A gorgeous repast was provided by the lovely Helena and was appreciated by one and all.
See you when I see you.