The column had barely stopped when Corporal
Millsy appeared , an eager look on his face and his trusty shovel in hand.
"Sir" he said to Major Docherty , "shall I get started
now?" It was a question the Surgeon Major was very familiar with in the long days since he had first rescued the man from the "Thugees of Indoostan".
Corporal Millsy had been part of a patrol which
had been ambushed by the Thugees. Millsy was strangely the only survivor, and he had
been led into captivity by being taken up the Kyhber Pass, more than once it
was rumoured.
The brave Major was on a recce mission across
the Hindu Kush, when the Raja of Bungditin released the dejected Millsy into his
care. It seems the Thugees could no
longer tolerate the whining and whimpering and wishing to curry favour - rather
than just Curry Millsy - with the brave Major, the representative of the Great
Queen Empress.
Ever since then Millsy had made himself the
Major's personal manservant or batman. It was his duty to serve his officer. He often dreamt of being a proper officer - just like Major Docherty. The only thing that Corporal Millsy would never take orders on was to change
his Scarlet tunic... "hey , hey calm down" he would mutter in his thick scouse accent. "I am not wearing blue!". It was a small price to pay in overlooking that foible as otherwise the man was
devoted to his officer.
"Shall I start now sir? It
won't take me long. I have plenty of practice as you know sir. I have
been doing this so long now I have written a book sir. Even had it published when we were back in London when you were invited to tell of your adventures rescuing me to the Queen. It will make my fortune. Can I show you it? It
has everything I have ever learnt about latrines, sir, pictures and
everything. Sir please take a look here" he said imploringly as he handed his magnum opus over.
The Major took the tome in hand, it certainly
was a thorough piece of work.
"Very good Corporal Millsy." But I
think you may need to change the
title...
"Sir! " "Very good sir!"
.... A short while later, amidst the sounds of grunting and much whirling of the
the shovel . "Finished Sir!"
The Major looked over to see the proud Corporal
stood with a huge beaming smile on his face. Another latrine successfully
constructed for his officer. Excellent thought the Major, now where is Private Clint with the paper?
As the
Major set about his business...his thoughts drifted. He wondered if
there would be any stocks of "5D" or "mind bleach" when they
got to Khartoum. It was rumoured his doughty sister was there she would
no doubt have some, unless some cheeky (paint) monkey had been interfering.
The gallant Surgeon-Major and shovel wielding Corporal Millsy will ride the four corners of the Empire once more in service of the Queen Empress
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The two figures are both 28mm Sudan by Connoisseur Miniatures - the shovel wielding Millsy is a conversion with a suitably large shovel from the spares box soldered into hand - never to be parted.
Haha! Very good Dave. I have to say the part of the story which recounts poor Corporal Millsy 'being taken up the Khyber Pass, more than once it is rumoured' made me wince a bit. I have a sense that these entries will be a continuing conversation across the hemispheres.
10 points for the figures and 2 points for the story.
I very much look forward to the continuing saga of Major Dochery and Corporal Millsy. :)