An unfortunate footslogger managed to get through not only the deflashing
stage but a spraying as well as having a cooking pot modelled and stuck to
his back before, at the beginning of the painting process – but even after a
wash of brown paint – it was revealed that he was barely standing and
should have been rushed off to the regimental aid post long before to
have green stuff applied before returning swiftly to the ranks.
Apparently, there was little in the way of
sympathy in my army!
ABOVE Another poor unfortunate needing a
little help from the green stuff. The French army
thought it amusing to nickname raw recruits
Marie Louise Infantry because their (future as we’re
indulging in all things 1809) Empress had been a
virgin when she married their Emperor. Perhaps they
might have unkindly nicknamed these poor cripples
Talleyrand Infantry after the French diplomat who, among
other nicknames, was known as ‘the lame devil’ because of an
unfortunate congenital disorder which prevented him from
following family tradition by becoming a soldier.
Can I Be Excused, Sarge? There’s a Hole in My Leg!
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