
The Private Journal of Judge-Advocate Larpent
Attached to the Head-Quarters of Lord Wellington During the Penninsular War, from 1812 to Its Close
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Felbrigg Napoleon Herriot
About this listen
During the Peninsular campaign of the Napoleonic wars, the author of this book travelled with Wellington's headquarters. His position as Judge-Advocate kept him busy prosecuting the wrongdoers of the army. In this narrative you'll get to hear first-hand accounts of the various battles and sieges of the campaign including Vitoria. Other highlights include anecdotes of Wellington, murders, skirmishes, the narrator being captured by the enemy, the fall of Pamplona, deserters, rocket fire, and the marvellous bridge of boats.
©Sir George Larpent (P)2012 FNHDifferent real history
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The narrator was poor. He sounded like a barrow boy and mispronounced words like “secretary” and “cavalry”. He was awful with Spanish words and changed the order of the letters in Ciudad every time. I don’t expect him to speak perfect Spanish but the journal writer spoke French and Spanish and would not have said the French word “dans” as if talking about something that belonged to Dan!
Interesting facts: poor delivery
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A different narrator with a better grasp of the English languageHow did the narrator detract from the book?
Mispronunciation , among to many others to listAny additional comments?
A good item ruined by an atrocious reader, i get the feeling this is some sort of vanity project dreamed up by him the illustrious "Felbrigg Napoleon Herriot" which has got be the most pompous moniker i have ever seen in print , possibly rivalled only by Simon Sebag Montefiorecould have been really good
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