Morning, at Trumpton

 A lull, and a spy, and a prophecy

"Here is the clock, the Trumpton clock. Telling the time, steadily, sensibly; never too quickly, never too slowly. Telling the time for Trumpton"

But, is the time up for Trumpton?

 Trumpton

The labour on the earth works continues, with the whole population digging and filling Gabions.  The Bastion beyond the Camberwick Gate is completed, and Captain Bolt will place a cannon here – a Culverin.  His new ‘Hornwork’ is designed in the Italian fashion, and stands in front of the town wall on the west of the town.

The town defences are as follows:

 HQ at the Cripple and Bastard

The Mayor and Captain Flack + runners 

Horse

The Trumpton Horse (depleted and dismounted) 5

Foot

The Trumpton Trained Band – reinforced – Sgt Pugh promoted to Captain 10

The Town Militia – the members of the Guild of St Brian Canto too old to serve in the Trained Band – commanded by Chippy Minton, MP, and Potter, the Watchman and the Reverend Munnings 7

Cannon – Captain Bolt

1 x Culverin

1 x Mortar

Lookouts – Grub in the Church Tower of St Brian Canto, Magrew in the tower of the ruined Chapel of St Just the Bigot, by the Camberwick gate.

 Philby, the Mayoral coachman has slipped out of the town to visit an ageing relative at Camberwick Green.  This has brought a certain degree of worry to Potter, the Town Watchman.

And in the study of St Brian Canto parsonage, the Reverend Munnings and Raggy Dan have been praying without ceasing all night; and expounding upon the scriptures.  Raggy Dan has received a vision of one the riders of the Apocalypse appearing over Trumpton. The townsfolk are anxious. 

The Mayor has sent a messenger to the Eastern Association, asking for reinforcements and ammunition and stores.  He fears that the malignant party will besiege Trumpton in a matter of days.  The message has been sent to Treddles Wharf, for immediate conveyance to King’s Lynn.  But is Treddles Wharf still loyal to Parliament?  

Mr Swallow is already with His Lordship's army...