The ramblings of a wargamer, originally up a valley in a wet and windy place and now back in civilisation.
Ah - so now we know who ate all the pies .....
There's something inherently decadent about sitting down to a large game pie and a bottle of Veuve Clicot while bullets and shells whistle past your ears and your mates are getting shot!
That's just wrong in the right way. Keep it up.