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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.'

Saturday, 7 March 2015

Old Campaigns...

... unfinished projects...

and the wargamer's disease, the butterfly or moth-ish mind.

About three-four years ago, I was bitten by the War of 1812 bug. A smallish bug, in 20mm and plastics too, so I thought it would be an easy one to deal with. It had the advantages of being cheap (the plastic), do-able (relatively small numbers of men involved for the period), and interesting. I did manage to build up a reasonable force of British and Canadians (or 'British North American', depending on taste, language etc). But then the moth went into hibernation, like a yellow under wing. One of the small problems was that I couldn't find figures that would do for the Yanks. I wanted something more than a paintjob on British figures. Anyway, what I did amass included:

Upper Canada Militia.

And, below, some more of the same, but more uniformly turned out:

And now, like the yellow under wing after winter, the project has fluttered to life, thanks to a post on Herr Kinch's blog, involving a 'plucky little Belgian' in 20mm plastic.

So, the Yankee invader is on his way (he would have been here today, only I was out when the accursed postman turned up!), and the British and Candians are fifing famous tunes of glory:

While their serjeants plot new and old tricks:


  1. Fantastic. I have Spanish militia that would do for Canadians. This project is moving a lot faster than I expected!

    Did you see the new Strelets 1812 releases?

    1. Yes, that's what I used for the Canadian militia too - I think they are the only figures with what we would call top hats (or 'round hats' then). I'm almost ok on the British-Canadians, but I've a long way to go with the US forces.

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    1. Yes, but see tonight's post for how much yet to do. However, we could do something else soon-ish, well, just as soon as the current block of work is worn down a bit. Sigh.