Thursday, 28 December 2017

Avanpost Thirty Years War

 This 28mm range looks worth investigating. From Russia I think. The bottom pic is a WIP - still to be finished.  Facebook page. 
They say For this moment we produce 2 ranges of miniatures: 'Napoleonic Era'(resin and white metal) and 'Thirty Years War' (resin only!). See the images and all info about miniatures in appropriate albums.

Saturday, 23 December 2017

Monmouth Rebel Scytheman

Christmas comes early - thanks to Benerson Little for finding this. Its an image drawn from life in 1687 and it's a Sedgemoor scytheman. Benerson says it's from 'Jamaica in 1687: The Taylor Manuscript' at the National Library of Jamaica (Kingston: University of West Indies Press, 2008), edited by David Buisseret. John Taylor writes mainly about Jamaica but he fought on the Royal side at Sedgemoor in the Horse.

Merry Christmas from me

Canadian Militiaman on snowshoes 1732

Monday, 18 December 2017

War of the Three Kings - Beneath the Lily Banners

This set of rules look good for those wishing to recreate the war in Ireland etc. Not sure when they're out - have a look here

William of Orange's Itinerary in 1688

De prins ontmoet de hertog van Grafton, 1688, anoniem, 1688 - 1689
Events of 1688 examined here.
Mentions a skirmish at Littlecote. There's a useful map on this blog.

Saturday, 16 December 2017

Monmouth prediction

 This poem isn't on the web but should be

When thy star is in trine
between darkness and shine
Duke Monmouth Duke Monmouth
remember the rhine

 Attributed to a soothsayers warning to Monmouth 1672

Battle of Aughrim 1691

The Irish fright 1688

I've been looking at the events of 1688 - and this is an interesting panic that gripped the UK.

Irish Fright

From Wikipedia, Read more
The Irish Fright was a mass panic that took place in England in December 1688, during the Glorious Revolution. It accompanied the final days of King James II's regime after his initially thwarted attempt to flee into exile in France. Troops of the Jacobite Irish Army were stationed in England to prop up James II's authority but were widely detested by the predominately Protestant population of England.
Rumours began to circulate in mid-December that the Irish soldiers were preparing to carry out a campaign of massacre and pillage against the English population in revenge for James's overthrow. False reports of the Irish burning English towns and massacring inhabitants spread the panic rapidly from London to at least nineteen English counties, whose inhabitants formed armed militias to guard against supposed Irish marauders. The panic subsided after a few days. It was never determined who was responsible for sparking it, though contemporaries suspected that it may have been the work of Orangist sympathisers seeking to further discredit James II

Wednesday, 13 December 2017

Monday, 11 December 2017

The Duke of Marlborough's bayonets

Someone was asking about this topic on one of my forums. 

Wednesday, 6 December 2017


Staande soldaat met speer, Salomon Savery, after Pieter Jansz. Quast, 1630 - 1665…/soldaten-cultuur-wap…/objecten…

Tuesday, 5 December 2017

Jacob Gillberg Swedush army pictures

Kavallerister. Den ena med texten "J. Gillberg inverid et delina avit 1761".
 Jacob Gillberg , born 1724 in Värmland , died on October 15, 1793 in Stockholm

1757 - Swedish campaign in Pomerania

There's not very much online about the Swedish army in the SYW. Kronoskaf has some pieces.

Blå Hussars


Leuthen 1757

Today is the anniversary of this famous battle in the SYW.

Monday, 4 December 2017

Thursday, 30 November 2017

A True and exact relation of the Prince of Orange his publick entrance into Exeter (1688)

Anyone know where I can find this?
Only could find this from here
 "Such a sight had never been seen in Devonshire. Many went forth half a day's journey to meet the champion of their religion. All the neighbouring villages poured forth their inhabitants. A great crowd, consisting chiefly of young peasants, brandishing their weapons, had assembled on the top of Holdron (sic) Hill, whence the army marching from Chudleigh first descried the rich valley of the Esk (sic), and the two massive towers rising from the cloud of smoke which overhung the capital of the west. The road all down the long descent, and through the plains to the banks of the river, was lined mile after mile, with spectators. From the West-gate to the Cathedral-close, the pressing and shouting on each side were such as reminded Londoners of the crowds on the Lord Mayor's-day. The houses were gaily decorated; doors, windows, balconies, and roofs were thronged with gazers. An eye accustomed to the pomp of war would have found much to criticise in the spectacle. For several toilsome marches in the rain, through roads where one who travelled on foot sank, at every step, up to the ancles in clay, had not improved the appearance either of the men or of their accoutrements. But the people of Devonshire, altogether unused to the splendour of well-ordered camps, were overwhelmed with delight and awe. Descriptions of the martial pageant were circulated all over the kingdom. They contained much that was well fitted to gratify the vulgar appetite for the marvellous; for the Dutch army, composed of men who had been born in various climates, and had served under various standards, presented an aspect at once grotesque, gorgeous, and terrible to the islanders, who had in general a very indistinct notion of foreign countries. First rode Macclesfield, at the head of two hundred gentlemen, mostly of English blood, glittering in helmets and cuirasses, and mounted on Flemish war-horses. Each was attended by a negro, brought from the sugar plantations on the coast of Guiana. The citizens of Exeter, who had never seen so many specimens of the African race, gazed with wonder on the black faces, set off by embroidered turbans and white feathers. Then with drawn broadswords came a squadron of Swedish horsemen in black armour and fur cloaks. They were regarded with strange interest; for it was rumoured that they were natives of a land where the ocean was frozen, and where the night lasted through half the year, and that they themselves had slain the huge bears whose skins they wore. Next, surrounded by a goodly company of gentlemen and pages, was borne aloft the prince's banner. On its broad folds, the crowds which covered the roofs and filled the windows read with delight that memorable inscription, ' The Protestant Religion and the Liberties of England.' But the acclamations redoubled when, attended by forty running footmen, the Prince himself appeared, armed on back and breast, wearing a white plume, and mounted on a white charger. With how martial an air he curbed his horse, how thoughtful and commanding was the expression of his ample forehead and falcon eye, may still be seen on the canvas of Kneller. Once those grave features relaxed into a smile. It was when an ancient woman, perhaps one of the zealous Puritans who, through twenty-eight years of persecution, had waited with firm faith for the consolation of Israel—perhaps the mother of some rebel who had perished in the carnage of Sedgemoor, or in the more fearful carnage of the Bloody Circuit—broke from the crowd, rushed through the drawn swords and curvetting horses, touched the hand of the deliverer, and cried out that now she was happy."

William's camp in 1675


Blog historyczny Kadrinazi
'Another interesting post is some pics of William III's camp. A series of very interesting sketches showing the army of William III of Orange in the camp of Leuven in 1675. Scenes from the life of the army, captured (I think "live") Josua de Grave (1643-1712). From the Rijksmuseum collection.'
See more here

Interesting image showing the elusive classical helmet.

Thanks to Blog historyczny Kadrinazi for this see here
An illustration of the fact that the one who has never known a war will not cherish peace.

From a series of Illustrated Proverbs issued by Giuseppe Maria Mitelli; ego in 1678

From The British Museum collection.

Monday, 27 November 2017

Colonel Holcroft Blood's Ordnance

Couldn't mention Holcroft Blood without mentioning the unit based on him for the late 17th early 18thc. Here they are in the rain.

Fiction: Blood's Game

 I haven't read this yet but it is about Holcroft Blood who eventually serves in Marlborough's army so it might be a good series to get into. Steve the Wargamer rates it



Rogue, Rascal, Traitor . . . Hero?

London, Winter 1670.

Holcroft Blood has entered the employ of the Duke of Buckingham, one of the most powerful men in the kingdom after the king. It is here that his education really begins. With a gift for numbers and decoding ciphers, Holcroft soon proves invaluable to the Duke, but when he's pushed into a betrayal he risks everything for revenge.

His father, Colonel Thomas Blood, has fallen on hard times. A man used to fighting, he lives by his wits and survives by whatever means necessary. When he's asked to commit treason by stealing the crown jewels, he puts himself and his family in a dangerous situation - one that may end at the gallows.

As the machinations of powerful men plot to secure the country's future, both father and son must learn what it is to survive in a more dangerous battlefield than war - the court of King Charles II.

One false step could prove fatal . . .