Quote from: toxicpixie on 24 August 2016, 08:33:15 AM
I'm surprised no one's suggested Italian nationalists. Surely Garibaldi's would fit?!

Shame they haven't sold too well yet, but I do plan on a pack whenever I next pop an order in!

Garibaldis  - dead fly biscuits , I am sure Leon would send you a pack of them for £4.95

Quote from: Subedai on 24 August 2016, 07:51:37 AM
I don't know of any 19th Century bands, I'm not that old. My interest started in the 1970's with Glam and Heavy Rock.

Sorry, but the title was just screaming out for this comment.

MickS

I am sure Techno must know of a some - probably was in a few.

Quote from: Just a few Orcs on 24 August 2016, 12:53:57 PM
Garibaldis  - dead fly biscuits , I am sure Leon would send you a pack of them for £4.95

I can't wait that long! I want them nooooow!

Going to have to go over to the shop in a min if work calls allow

They've sold OK, but we were never expecting them to sell in huge numbers.  These little projects can only be done here and there as they generally take years to recoup the outlay.

You could always hire them out to do concerts. 😉

Talking of C19th bands, I believe Queen Victoria is due to marry Prince Albert. Nice one Jenna Coleman!

So I've converted - well filed the hats actually - of three sets of bandsmen; the original no modifications are the Austrians, filed flat are the French in kepis, removed oak leaves are Saxons in shakos, filed half way down and at an angle, Prussian Jaeger bandsmen (all complete fiction of course); now its off to Fernando for painting then basing. Since the idea is to use them to represent formation attrition they'll need to be removable so I've bought some magnetic stuff from Magnetic Systems, I'll post photos when they're ready.

I sent Leon a couple of photos of my feeble efforts to produce the Austrians, but my own technical incompetence means I am incapable of posting them here. Leon... Help!

Mollinary

Come on Leon, we're waiting !!!

Whilst you're waiting, I found this picture of Techno when he was the band of the Neapolitan Chasseurs di Grimaldi 1862-1863. The unit was formed in the hills to the North of Naples, from goat herds and other such hardy hillmen. Techno had popped out for the Welsh Sunday Post and a quarter of peppermints three months before, turned left instead of right and had eventually found himself expelled from the British consulate in Naples after a disastrous afternoon in the kitchen washing the very expensive crockery - the remains of which can still be seen in the consulate cellars filled under "grrrr".

Techno had wandered into the village of Santa Maria and had misread the recruiting poster as an advert for a free cruise, so had signed up. He stood with the other recruits whilst they were picked by the officers to join their company. Techno was second to last to be picked. He would have been last, but Old Abramo's wooden leg had regrettably given up it's struggle with termites and he had keeled over whilst waiting - swearing all the time that Napoleone had done for him at last.

Techno had undergone the rigorous medical, and when the doctors had stopped laughing, they pointed out his inability for any post in the unit save perhaps tea-boy. This post too was withdrawn when the potential hazard of scalds was pointed out. Eventually, some bright spark appointed  Techno to the band. He tried many instruments, and failed with them all. He tore the snare drum. He straightened the serpentine. He de-jingled the johnny. His appointment as first triangle player led to mass resignation of any bandsmen with any  musical ability.

Undeterred, Techno decided to be the entire band.  Cleverly, the colonel decided that the band should follow rather than lead the regiment, and they were soon setting records for speed marching unsurpassed by any infantry unit - ever. Famously, they overtook the Hussars of the Guard, who could not take their revenge as their well-schooled horses bolted as Techno passed.

The cotton wool crisis caused by the American Civil War, and the resultant lack of ear defence, caused a near mutiny in the Chasseurs di Grimaldi. Regrettably the Colonel decided it was time to become a trappist regiment. Techno was given the unaccustomed homour of leading the regiment, and off he went, blowing and banging and tinkling for all he was worth. At the first crossroads, he turned left, and the regiment - with a combined sigh of relief -  turned right.

And that is how Techno became an Austrian knee doctor.  

You are SO dead, Nobby ! 

OIK !!!

Cheers - Phil

 

Here's the preview shots that Mollinary sent through to us:

Splendid.