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Wiltshire is a walker's paradise with many unexpected delights. With half the county designated as an Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty, this new collection of 100 walks of up to 12 miles will help you explore the best of this beautiful, mystical and timeless landscape. The Crowood Walking Guides give detailed and accurate route descriptions of the walks, with full-colour mapping sourced from the Ordnance Survey. Details of where to park and where to eat and drink are included and also places of interest to see along the way. Easy-to-follow directions are given along with clear and detailed route maps. Illustrated with 87 route maps.
After the shocking betrayal of her partner of ten years, Chloe retreated to a quiet country village where she could be alone to heal her wounds. She is unwillingly drawn into the lives of her somewhat eccentric neighbors and into the middle of a murder mystery when one of her neighbors drops dead before her eyes. She becomes convinced that one of the other neighbors present at the "Fall Fanfare" dinner was the poisoner, and before long is using her research skills as a historian to delve into the history of poisonous plants. Along the way she becomes intrigued with two interesting men and begins to dream of an interesting new future.
Gerald Gliddon's classic survery of the Somme battlefield in 1916, first published in 1987 to great acclaim, has been greatly expanded and updated to include the latest research and analysis. Supported by a wide selection of archive photographs and drawing on the testimony of those who took part, this new edition covers both the famous battle sites, such as High Wood and Mametz Wood and lesser known villages on the outlying flanks. It includes a day-by-day account of the British build-up on the Somme and the ensuing struggle, British and German orders of battle and a full history of the cemeteries and memorials, both 'lost' and current, that sprang up in the years following the First World War. The author also provides thumbnail biographies of all the senior officers to fall, as well as the winners of the Victoria Cross and those who were 'shot at dawn'. In addition, Somme 'personalities' such as George Butterworth are covered in far greater detail than before.
Fighting with French : A Tale of the New Army At six o'clock next morning sergeant-majors and corporals went round the hall stirring up the sleepers. There were groans and grumbles, but the men turned out, and there was a general dash for the washing basins--one among twenty men--and a free fight for the razors. Our two friends had brought their own safeties and pocket mirrors, and when they had finished operating upon their downy cheeks there was a competition among their new messmates for the loan of those indispensable articles. "Your bristles will ruin a blade in no time, Ginger," said Harry, as he handed over the razor, somewhat ruefully. "Perseverance, that's all you want," replied Ginger, through the lather. "Yours 'll be as hard as mine in time." At half-past six each man seized a mug and rushed off to the cook-house across the yard for cocoa. They sat about the hall, swilling the morning beverage, grumbling at the blankets, asking one another who'd be a soldier; then they rubbed up their boots and made their beds, and were ready for the seven o'clock parade. Dressed only in their shirts and slacks they formed up in the drill-hall. There was a good deal of disorder, and the N.C.O.'s, in early-morning temper, roared above the din. It happened that Dick Kennedy was orderly officer for the week. When the men were at last ranged in ranks, dressed, and numbered by the sergeants, he posted himself in front and, with a nervous twitching of the lips, said gently— "Battalion, 'shun!" "Louder, louder!" whispered a fellow-officer who had come up behind him. "This isn't a mothers' meeting." The second lieutenant tried again. "Battalion, 'shun! Advance in fours from the right. Form fours!" Some of the men knew what to do, but many of the new recruits looked about them blankly. "You don't know the movements?" said the lieutenant. "Well, when I say 'form fours,' even numbers take one pace to the left with the left foot and one pace to the right with the right. Now, form fours!" The result was disorder--jostling in the ranks, cries of "Who're you a-shoving of!" "Sorry! My mistake!" said Kennedy, with a smile. "We'll try again. I should have said, 'one pace to the rear with the left foot.' Now then, form fours!" His cheerfulness won the men's sympathy, and the order being now correctly carried out, one or two of them cheered. "Silence in the ranks!" roared Kennedy. "Right! Quick march!" and the battalion marched off. The day's work began with a run for three-quarters of an hour, to the bank of a river some two miles away. A "run" so called, for it consisted of slow and quick march and doubling in turn. At eight o'clock they were back in the hall for breakfast: tea, bread and bacon, sausage or cheese. The provisions were good, the men had healthy appetites, and at 9.15, when the battalion orders of the day were read, they were contented and cheerful.