THE LIGHT CAVALRY
There is at present a school of
thought, unthoughtful in the main, which considers that the Cavalry ‘idea’ is
part of an obsolete doctrine. Lt.Col J.F.C. Fuller Mobility in
War 1920
This is the Chinese
Year of the General. Which,
I am told, like this column, starts its cycle in September. It must be
so, or is it the Year of the Brass? I
get confused, because we have had a flood of them, and they keep coming to look
at us. Something is up.
Our saga must begin
back on the first of our monthly training evenings of that month to start the
new season, when we entertained a number of important people to an excellent
dinner in the Queen’s Room for our Mess
Night; if you haven’t been, do try hard to wangle an invitation. A stylish evening. We
were honoured by the presence of the Aldemanic Sheriff John Stuttard, and more importantly
Mrs Lesley Stuttard, then the Lady Mayoress to be, whom we would escort through the City on the Lord Mayor’s
Show. More of that later. We also had a General or
two, I forget who - one sees so many these days – and, to the excitement of the
‘Fly Boys’ in our number, even an Air Vice Marshal.
Then we had to cancel,
tactfully, the old and senior General, who had volunteered to do our Annual Review
and Inspection, as the GOC London
District said that if we were something to do with him, he had better come and
have a look at us! I think all these Generals
must chat in the Generals Club about us. Anyhow……
On Saturday 16th
September, after a week of rain, the sun shone on the Polo Ground at Flemish
Farm, Windsor, as it usually does when the Light Cavalry parade. The Clerk of
the Weather is obviously an honorary member; or perhaps under orders from
higher authority, and he certainly pulled out all the stops that day for us.
At precisely one of
the clock, or perhaps just a little after, as he was not aware it was so far
from the stables, the GOC London District, Major General Sebastian Roberts,
rode down to the Polo Ground, together with his
A goodly crowd were in
attendance; whether it was the presence of a real live serving General,
or the beauty ‘of the men and the ‘osses
what makes up the forces o’ Misses Victorier’s sons’ one cannot tell, but
numerous ‘great and good’ from the military side of things could be seen making
themselves rather visible in the serried ranks of spectators. We can but try to
please everyone. Arma
Pacis Fulcra.
It was welcome to see so many of our friends
in the Pikes, and others, with whom some of us had previously served, who were
all, hopefully, having a nice day out in the Country. Amongst the crowd were a number of excited,
and rather nervous, cadets - mostly aged about thirteen - from Bearwood College
The early morning
rehearsal was shambolic, but by a miracle, as usual, things resolved themselves
to a great extent, but the Remount Officer is being sent for further lessons as
he repeatedly failed to control his mount; to the annoyance of all others, and
his undying shame. We walked, trotted and cantered past, in Review, to splendid
music, supplied from the ether by Captain Lorraine Evanson Goddard
When we were finally
addressed, and congratulated, by the General, at the end of the parade, he said
that he was surprised that we attempted the Canter
Past, with the result of which he was pleased, as another Regiment under
his commanded (No Names,
No Pack Drill) had decided against this tricky manoeuvre. However, it must be said
that they, whoever they are, when attempting it, do it In Line’, and we do it, perhaps wisely, in ‘Column of Troops’.
Anyhow, we seemed to
please everybody, got a terrific clapping (please, don’t do that again when I’m riding a young horse), and the General
said he proposed to recommend to his successor that that gentleman should
inspect us at least once in his tour of duty. He also was pleased to sign us
off as ‘efficient’ .
Well done, Gentlemen.
The less formal part
of the day consisted of our now accredited County
Show Level Musical Ride; a ‘Mirror Image’ Dressage demonstration by Gareth
Thomas and Fred Southey, who are quite the business at this one and who both then
went on with Paul Allison and Antony Doggett, joined by Lt Catherine Smith from
Bearwood College CCF, to put on a magnificent display of Tent Pegging. Our good
friends, and good supporters, from the Saddle Club then staged two Polo matches
which kept the not inconsiderable crowd entertained well into the afternoon,
playing against teams from RMA Sandhurst and the Adjutant General’s Corps.
There were a number of
‘comfort stations’ dispensing liquid refreshment, and many fine picnic hampers
were in evidence. The GOC stayed a considerable part of the afternoon, and
never seemed to have an empty Pimms glass in his hand – perhaps he does
not drink!
It was much
appreciated by all that a busy serving soldier, particularly in the present
period of maximum military activity, had been prepared to give up his Saturday
to come and look at us. He seemed to
enjoy himself hugely. Thank you, Sir, for coming.
I do hope that you, Dear
Reader, will avail yourself of the opportunity to observe ‘the Finest’ on
parade next year. It is Free, and Fun! Come.
We provided nineteen
horses this year for the Lord Mayor’s Show, all beautifully turned out, and either belonging to and ridden by members or their friends,
or from Flemish Farm, whose staff and a large number of helpers had been up since
0430 hrs to get us on parade on time. It all went smoothly. One small incident caused muttered comment ‘that’s why we bring our own’ when we
were ‘charged’ by the Inns of Court. As some of us horsemen know, riding a
young horse is not much fun, and in the City with a vast crowd with flags and
bands, and using only one hand, it can be testing. We sympathised with the
wretched gentleman who lost his hat and sword. No doubt his Rough Rider
Sergeant Instructor had a few words with him afterwards. There, but for the
Grace of God, go we!
Having been dismissed
by the Lady Mayoress, we marched back to Armoury House behind the Regiment,
depositing the Master Baker, better known to us as Trooper Alan Willis, en
route. He apparently had a pressing
appointment with the Lord Mayor for lunch. Alan had been standing in for the
Farrier Sergeant on this parade, and one can only hope he did not leave the Axe
in the Mansion House afterwards. What he did with his troop horse is not
recorded - did it go to lunch as well? We not only enjoyed the favourite tunes
played by the Regimental Band, and the horses certainly pricked their ears up
when The British Grenadiers was
played, but also the variety of costumes of the Regiment’s ‘Sportsmen’, some of
whom were well known to us, who were marching at the back of the column, and
who had been giving out hundreds of recruiting leaflets all day to young
people in the crowd! A good parade all
round, no incidents and we got 90% of the troops back! As usual, our thanks to all the volunteer
helpers for getting us ‘on’, and keeping an eye on us throughout; and being there
at the end to get us ‘off’.
Our Cavalry Course,
run at Flemish Farm, continues to be popular, particularly with some of the
young Active Unit soldiers, as does the Novice Ride,
and we welcome anyone interested in applying for these activities.
Our November Mess
Night was the scene of merrymaking, much enjoyed by two young soldiers who came
as someone’s guest. It appears that 50 years ago Tony Gray ‘signed on’. He
produced several ‘old comrades in arms’, one of whom, from the Royal Scots
Dragoon Guards, had brought his pipes. We were piped into dinner. Then, at the end of the proceedings, ‘the
dram’ Tony generously provided was similarly marched in and distributed. ‘ Scots wa’ hae frae Wallace bled, Scots by Brucie oft times
led……’ I don’t know why you need to know
all this; but it was quite good fun.
This year’s Christmas
party was certainly voted the best ever as to choral achievements, and as usual
Tina and her staff put on a great spread at the Hut. Long may it continue.
Our thoughts now turn
to the Presentation of new Colours to the Active Unit, in which we are
delighted to be playing a small supporting role. By that time the new quarters
we have been allotted will be up and running; so Stores will be again ‘for
Storing’, and therefore completely unavailable, unless you have access to a
good brand of Malt!
By the time these
notes are published our Light Cavalry Recruits Course should be well advanced;
but you will have to wait for the next instalment to hear those stories.
Make much of your horses
Sartorius