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'A gaping silken dragon,/Puffed by the wind, suffices us for God./We, not the City, are the Empire's soul:/A rotten tree lives only in its rind.'

Tuesday, 20 May 2014


... is it?

Having surfaced, briefly, from the depths of daily life into the happy sunshine of bits of plastic, smelly glues, and sharp cutty things, I was able to begin this project today:

Clearly, it is not the He115 that I spoke of, and that I will tackle soon, but what is it? Answers on a virtual postcard to Alf at the Hobbit Bunker, West Mercia.

As more regular readers of this blog will know, I have a passing interest in the British Home Guard during its first incarnation. Recent news that a film of the television series - 'Dad's Army' - that came to represent most British people's views of the force meant that I was asked to write this brief account for a relatively recent innovation in academic-popular e-magazine thingies.


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    1. Thank you, kind sir! I liked the comment that was posted beneath the article saying, 'remaking Dad's Army is like repainting the Sistine chapel'! Ace!

  2. I hadn't realised that the HG had had casualties. Were they mostly as a result of bombing?

    1. Bombing, especially when they hadn't been issued with steel helmets, but were expected to be out in the raids. However, the larger loss was in training with poor kit, including Japanese artillery... if you want to know more, drop me an e-mail, and I'll send you a free copy of my most excellent tome (someone might as well read it!).