Bulgaris Hungaris.

               Date:-   Wednesday 27th June.
               Place:- Somewhere on the 1945 Bulgarian-Hungarian border.
               Time:-Anytime you want it to be.

                                                     

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                                   Tonight's set too was a Second World War scrap in a not oft fought part of the world in this case the Hungarian/Bulgarian border with a mythical encounter fought around and in  some un-named border village.This was an excuse for Colin to get out some unused toys that he had accumulated through the years and a lot of them were getting a first outing which is usually kiss of death.

A sleepy Bulgar/Hungarian village

about to get a rude awakening.

                                 My sparring partner for the evening was Dave O'Brien who took the part of the Hungarians whereas yours truly took command of some Bulgarians complete with two Bulgarian marked Panthers and supported by their new allies the Soviets.

Panther complete with Soviet star.

                                    My forces as I said had a couple of Panthers and an Su 100 to back up my mixed force of Bulgars and Soviets.The sight of the Panthers got Dave into thinking how to dispatch them without any loss to himself.

Who said women could drive?

                                            Dave's forces consisted of some unusual tanks.Two Zrinyi 11 assault guns ,two Nimrod SP AA guns,a Turan 11 tank and the piece de resistance a Brummbar.A fine array of armour but without a real punch to them especially if the target is a Panther.His armour were supported by Hungarian infantry supplemented by a SS squad.It looked like I was going to be in for a busy evening.

A brace of Nimrod SP AA guns.

Turan 11 tank.

                       

Brummbar!

The Hungarian armour was rounded off with two Zrinyi assault guns.

  We both picked the same objectives which were to take and hold the crossroads in the village and as in every start to a game we headed full pelt for the village and the cover of the buildings which in my case was to be negated by Dave's armour as most of his armour had howitzers and were ideal for doing away with cover as my first casualties found out when the Brummbar waddled into town and decimated the building directly in front of it causing my entrenched infantry to be vaporised.

My Soviets have arrived.

Complete with gun albeit useless.

Tight fit.

My Bulgarian infantry about to be cannon fodder for the Brumbarr.

                                The start of the game wasn't going my way as firstly one of Dave's infantry squads took up residence in one of the objective buildings and to add insult to injury one of his Zrinyi's did away with my mortar team who were just getting into position to reek havoc amongst the Hungarian peasants.My Su had entered the village and drew a bead on Dave's Turan but as well as having a female commander must have had a female gunner because she couldn't shoot for toffee and ended up missing the barn door.

Dave's armour creeps forward( if Donald was here it would be classed as skulking).

Dave's two Nimrods having a cuddle.

                                               Colin had decided dinner would consist of pizzas made in the local pub so after being informed by the Duchess of Garvald that she was hungry us three men headed for the pub albeit very reluctantly -not!We had to wait for the pizzas to get made so we partook in a little refreshment before being joined by the Duchess as the football she was watching had reached half time.The pizzas were duly enjoyed and we continued with the game.

The local inn and pizzarai.

                                                    The second half kicked off with a resounding success (and the only real one with my avenging Su firing at and destroying the Brummbar.Dave's infantry headed into one of the buildings only to be joined by one of mine and a fracas took place on equal terms apart from the fact that mine were  armed with machine guns and therefore  having twice as many killing opportunities cleared them all out albeit with six casualties from my own squad.

Target acquired (in Bulgarian)

Booyah!(in Bulgarian)

                                                     I thought then that the game was turning in my favour so I went for an air strike on one of Dave's squads but this is were my good fortune ended as in throwing a one gave Dave the chance to move the airstrike marker anywhere he wanted so placed it right on top of  my artillery piece resulting in its destruction and causing collateral damage on some of my remaining units.It was going to be a long evening defending what I had which wasn't much.

About to be vaped.

A typical Bulgarian traffic jam.

More creeping Hungarian armour

making my armour  take a pasting!

                                                 Dave kept up the momentum by concentrating his armour fire on one of my Panthers and although they couldn't do it any damage kept it pinned down making it quite useless apart from  keeping the Hungarian armour amused.My Su found itself in a not so target friendly environment

My not so elite assault engineers after retreating to a nearby wood.

 as it had only an anti tank gun and Dave's armour was cowering behind concrete walls.One of Dave's squads did make an attempt to assault my tank but my all female tank crew just giggled in their faces as girls' do.try as it might the Su couldn't get a bead on any armour and when it did it wasn't worth the ammunition.

The Panther takes the initiative at last.

                                     In a last gasp attempt of securing victory from the jaws of defeat I foraged with the other Panther intending to look for targets of opportunity.This came in the form of one of the Zrinyis which was duly dispatched but no sooner had I congratulated myself Dave shot and disabled my tank with a sneaky panzerfaust shot in the Panther's rear.Bummer!

The target of its amorous intentions.

Even it can't miss!

                                                    The evening drew to a close with Dave scoring a very narrow victory as he took charge of three buildings whilst I only had one.The devious Hungarians had won but if hadn't been for that b***dy pilot things would have been different.He is now spending his summers(and winters)in the nearest gulag.
                                            Another great Garvald production with an evening of unusual toys and great pizza.
                                                 See You When I See You.
                                           

Does A Bear S**t in the Garvald Woods

Wednesday 20th June.

The bear necessities!

                           "Tonight gentlemen we are going to play a game of Donnybrook"

                            "Yes Dave,excellent"

                             "There will be bears in it"

                            "Whit?"

                                

                                      And so this evening we had a game of Donnybrook involving Russians versus Cossacks with the inclusion of Doris and Boris which was the equivalent of Simon Smith and his amazing dancing bear for all you sixties aficionados    

A quaint rural Russian village

with added fields 

and its own meals on wheels or in this case hoofs.

Preferred mode of transport but not many around in the 18th century.

          

                                        I turned up at Garvald for an evening's entertainment expecting a quiet evenings gaming with a hunch that Donnybrook would the game of choice from Dave O'Brien ,to be greeted by the sight of the two Bills in residence making for a pleasant surprise.

Getting a kick up the rear from the local minister.

Awaiting a target.

                                          The game table that met us was laid out in the guise of a Russian village from the 18th century complete with an Orthodox Russian church ready for game play.

"Ha Ha-Got you!"

I'm late,I'm late,For a very important date.

Russia's finest.

                                    Bill Miller and myself took charge of the Cossack hordes who were minding their own business as Cossacks do whilst the Russian forces came under the wing of Colin Jack and comrade Bill Gilchristki who intended to decimate the village and make off with the Cossack booty in their own Russian way.The Cossacks had their own secret weapon which came in the form of a rather big bear.To seal it all the game was played on Colin's own home from home bear mat.

Best place to appear .Right on the enemy's flank.

Taking a bearing on the enemy.Boom Boom!

"And she's off"

Bearing down on the bear.

"We'll just keep a safe distance lads"

                                                  The game started with most of our cossacks ensconced in the village awaiting the Russian hordes with a couple of characters hidden on the table.The Russians came on in their own dainty way spread out across the table and looked indomitable as Russians do and only came to a halt when Doris the bear came hurtling out of Two Pine wood and put to flight the section of pikemen who just happened to be the nearest to the wood.Not resting on its laurels(if bears do such a thing)it continued on towards the next squad of musketeers who this time stood their ground and fired at the poor bear dispatching it in the process leaving the distraught handler fighting of the attentions of the enraged musketeers.It did take a couple of attempts to get rid of this pest but eventually he went down under a torrent of boots.

And another amazing appearance on the Cossack cavalry flank.

Spreading the gospel.

Our artillery about to be run down.

                                                                     On the other side of the table Bill's forces were slowly making its way towards the village with the only real hindrance being the pot shots coming from the wood overlooking the village.These came from Not-So Dead -Eye Dick,a sniper who's only success was to shoot of one of the epaulettes from the shoulder of the standard bearer.

Hunting the sniper.

Seeing off the Russian cavalry.

See You Later.

                                                                 We thought our luck was changing when a troop of our mounted cossacks appeared in the rear of the Russians but this was cancelled out by the appearance of a troop of elite Russian cavalry appearing on their flank which proceeded to charge the cossacks making them evade but only off the table again albeit only temporary.The trouble is that in Dave O'Brien speak this means a long time.

The bear goes for his second dinner of the evening.

Colin's cannon barring the way.

Whilst their cavalry make a fleeting appearance.

                                                            Dave had stated that the wagon full of loot in the middle of the town had to be moved off the board to fulfil win conditions so we mushed the horses and headed for the nearest exit which looked like it was going to provide for quick game until Dave realised this and started to restrict its movement.D***it Sir!

Bear skewering time.

Bill's infantry diminishing in the wood very rapidly.

                                                             Our second lot of Cossack cavalry arrived on the board where lo and behold Colin's second cavalry unit appeared who proceeded to charge into the Cossack flank,inflicting casualties and making them disappear back of the board.Our artillery saw this as a sign to pack up and head for the safety of the village but fate was not with them and Colin's cavalry followed up their successful initial attack with a despatching of our gun.Double d***it Sir!
                                                             At least this gave us time to move one of our infantry units,heroes et al, out of their hiding place to face the cavalry  and with amazing luck put the cavalry to flight giving.
                                  On Bill's side of the battle he moved cautiously up towards the village wary of Not-So Dead Eyed Dick but eventually hitting him with a full volley literally destroying him and the woods around him.On seeing this firepower we decided to have the band of local peasants to retire in order to run interference(nothing like a bit American Football terminology in a game of Donnybrook) for our wagon heading for safety which it did giving us a game winning score.Bravo Sir!

"Where the f**k did he come from?"

No contest!

                                    As the game didn't take long we changed sides and started a second game.This time we knew about Dave O'Brien's amazing dancing bear so we moved forward basically in a straight line in order to limit the damage when Doris the bear came bounding out of a wood                                                           This time Colin and Bill had set up their cannon with a field of fire right down the road making our lads maneuver its arc of fire.This they did with only minimal casualties leaving the rest of the unit still capable of destroying Bill's cossack infantry embedded in a wood.
                                     Our other lads moved forward expecting the appearance of Doris at any minute which lo and behold it did causing one of our musket units to evaporate.At least this sacrifice gave time for our pikemen to move in and skewer this troublesome animal and enjoy bearsteaks for tea and a nice carpet for our glorious leader who was about to go mano a mano with the Cossack leader.The general was just making his way across the field minding his own business when he was set upon by the Cossack general charging into him on horseback but with a shout of "Is that all you've got?"the Russian general done away with the rebellious Cossack leader.

The peasants are revolting.

And our cavalry keep on coming whilst Colin smiles in adversity.

                                                                                     After this scuffle our general joined up with our first lot of cavalry and proceeded to charge into the second Cossack infantry who had just emerged from the village incurring some heavy damage with their cold steel.

Heading for the BBQ with their skewered bear steaks.

The woods are finally flushed out.

                                                         The Cossacks due to the horrible random card drawing couldn't get their loot cart moving and on the appearance of our second cavalry unit decided to throw in the towel
                                            Victory to the glorious Russian forces.Vladimar would be proud.
                                                A great game played out in the usual style with favouritism shouts abound and queries about the rules in abundance but at least there was no skulking this evening and no differences of opinion about the sizes of windows.I don't think they had them back then.
                                               All figures and scenario provided by Dave O'Brien with the scenery and the bearmat provided by Colin Jack.
                                                      It was nice also to see Bill back on his feet after his shingles debacle,just in time for his cruise -Bon Voyage.
                                                    Thanks also to Colin for feeding us yet again but no lamb this time I'm afraid.