Algemene Kennis Quiz Deel 204

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Op dinsdag 22 augustus 2006 13:56 schreef Tokay het volgende:
Ha Bren!

Hela, AntonDingeman is off line.

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Written from Central Spain, August

Gentlemen,

Whilst marching from Portugal to a position which commands the approach to Madrid and the forces, my officers have been diligently complying with your requests which have been sent by ship from to Lisbon and thence by dispatch to our headquarters.

We have enumerated our saddles, briddles, tents, and tent poles, and all manner of sundry items for which 's Government holds me accountable. I have dispatched repots on the character, wit, and spleen of every officer. Each item and every farthing has been accounted for, with two regrettable exceptions for which I beg your indulgence.

Unfortunately the sum of one shilling and ninepence remains unaccounted for in one infantry battalion's petty cash and there has been a hideous confusion as the number of jars of raspberry jam issued to one cavalry regiment during a sandstorm in Western Spain. This reprehensible carelessness may be related to the pressure of circumstance, since we are at war with , a fact which may come as a bit of a surprise to you gentlemen in .

This brings me to my present purpose, which is to request an elucidation of my instructions from 's Government so that I may better understand why I am dragging an army over these barren plains. I construe that perforce it must be one of two alternative duties, as given below. I shall pursue either one with the best of my ability, but I cannot do both:

1. To train an army of uniformed clerks in Spain for the benefit of the accountants and copy-boys in , or perchance
2. To see to it that the forces of are driven out of Spain.

Your most obedient servant,

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Op dinsdag 22 augustus 2006 14:20 schreef BwennieBren het volgende:
Hoi Dart

_{Asmo ben je er nog? Anders wil ik wel weer een makkie vraag stellen want ik ben er jullie nog een schuldig van vannacht}

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Written from Central Spain, August 1812

Gentlemen,

Whilst marching from Portugal to a position which commands the approach to Madrid and the French forces, my officers have been diligently complying with your requests which have been sent by H.M. ship from London to Lisbon and thence by dispatch to our headquarters.

We have enumerated our saddles, briddles, tents, and tent poles, and all manner of sundry items for which His Majesty's Government holds me accountable. I have dispatched repots on the character, wit, and spleen of every officer. Each item and every farthing has been accounted for, with two regrettable exceptions for which I beg your indulgence.

Unfortunately the sum of one shilling and ninepence remains unaccounted for in one infantry battalion's petty cash and there has been a hideous confusion as the number of jars of raspberry jam issued to one cavalry regiment during a sandstorm in Western Spain. This reprehensible carelessness may be related to the pressure of circumstance, since we are at war with France, a fact which may come as a bit of a surprise to you gentlemen in Whitehall.

This brings me to my present purpose, which is to request an elucidation of my instructions from His Majesty's Government so that I may better understand why I am dragging an army over these barren plains. I construe that perforce it must be one of two alternative duties, as given below. I shall pursue either one with the best of my ability, but I cannot do both:

1. To train an army of uniformed British clerks in Spain for the benefit of the accountants and copy-boys in London, or perchance
2. To see to it that the forces of Napoleon are driven out of Spain.

Your most obedient servant,