To Friend and Foe Alike I say: "<font color="red"><i>Salutations!"</i></font id="red">
Having returned from His Majesty's service on detached duty, I am eager to:
* Ride down backwoods yokels
* Massacre aborigines
* Once again impart to Frogs the eternal martial lesson that real men use cold steel in the form of a bayonet on the field of honor, closing and routing their enemies in close combat after a few well-aimed volleys (rather than using cold steel in the form of a <font face="Script MT Bold"><font size="3"><i><b><font color="pink">fabulous </font id="pink"></b></i></font id="size3"></font id="Script MT Bold">new styling comb which can be used to style your hair into a <font face="Script MT Bold"><font size="3"><i><b><font color="pink">marvelous </font id="pink"></b></i></font id="size3"></font id="Script MT Bold">haute coutere coif to make sure you catch the eye of your "<font color="pink">special friend</font id="pink">" Maurice at the Baron d' Tourille's ball, that Baron is just soooo droll.....).
If we currently have a match on, please send me the last round completed, if the game was cancelled, I sorely apologise.
As well, I am eager to begin a new match to speed my dispatches to to Milord Kingston with all celerity. The command tent is now set up again at:
patrick@britishlegioncavalry.org
In any case, it is a pleasure returning to these colonies and greeting all you fine gentlemen again (yokels, aborigines and frogs included).
I Gratefully Remain,