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| The village of Trinikat |
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| The Teesiders adopt their diamond "hunting for a monkey" formation. |
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| The Dervish swarm against "Cocky" Armstrong's Donga |
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| "Cocky" and his boys see off the Dervish as they attack in waves. |
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| Dervish riflemen lurk in the hard cover of the village |
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| The Tyne and Teesdale battalion pour rifle fire into the village. |
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| More and more Dervish Suck on the Monkey's nipple, as they mount up those suggestive pin markers |
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| Major Dundarse rallies his fleeing centre. Is that a cup of tea he's drinking? Or perhaps a nip of Balamory grouse. |
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| Almost but not quite. The Dervish attack fails on the left. |
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| Major Whynott still lurking around on his own baseline, keeping the correspondent under cheque... (spelled cheque to imply that payments were made...) |
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| The dervish swarm around the village. |
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| Finally Whynott moves off the baseline. |
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| The Teesdales slowly inch forward. |
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| The remaining figures of the forward Company fit on half a base! And ... isn't that a Havildar in command? |
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