So here we go, the battle of Cunningham in the marsh.
Rules, as ever, Pikemans Lament.
Played last Saturday morning, to honour our oldest player, John Cunningham on his birthday.
As you will see, cards, cakes, plaques, bacon and sausage butties, and plenty of beer, all came to a head.
Let’s set the scene....
The village of Cunningham in the marsh, is held by a bunch of club men armed with a cannon, and plenty of supplies.
The royalists were lined up on the right.
The parliamentarians were lined up on the left (ie closer to the village)
The opening moves see foolish Royalist cavalry ride forward, straight onto the pikes of the Parliamentarians....you don’t want to do that !
Then the battle really gets going with the Royalist forces advancing, with the Parliamentarian forces holding their ground. Royalist forces even deployed the yellow peril gun...
And they also got to fire some proper kit too..
This is as close to the village that the Royalist forces got. One dry stone wall away from victory before we were driven off..
This left the tattered Royalist forces looking a little shabby in the middle of the battlefield...with at least an officer on horseback, who can later tell of his daring do.
Victorious Parliamentarian cavalry then rode into Cunningham in the March, to fill their bellies.
All in all a great game, and good fun had by all.
Here’s a picture of the gang before the game.
And look what happens when the beer and butties turn up....game stops.
Finally a picture of the man himself. John Cunningham, at 80 years young (and his new plaque on the wall)
I hope you enjoy this write up as much as we enjoyed the game..