| You Never Can Tell |
| Submitted by Joe Inguanez |
| Another Thursday and a group of us were out on the moor with a 2Lt. whose name I have forgotten. He was however a giant of a man, the son of a vicar and very softly spoken...<br /> . It started to rain and gradually the weather turned very nasty. We made our way to a road and huddled together in a crofter's ruin which afforded us some shelter. After an hour or so, either by luck or design a 'champ' came over the hill and picked us up. Eight of us were packed into this jeep and we set off for Denbury. Ten minutes down the road our Rolls Royce engine sputtered and died. It was still raining stair-rods and after discovering that the driver had no mechanical aptitude the Lt. got out and tried to fix the problem. He must have tried for an hour to get the thing going until drenched and covered in grease he flung the door open and proclaimed: F**k the F**ker the F** king thing's F**ked. |
| Change Parades |
| Submitted by Pete Penfold |
| Anyone remember being given a few days on "Change Parades" as punishment for some ghastly crime or other?<br /> Not sure why I got them but do remember having to report to the lower guardroom at a specific time, being inspected, told that I looked like a bag of sh*t and ordered to return in 5 minutes dressed in different gear. Took 5 minutes to run back up to the block, let alone change and get back on time, so would then be told I was late for parade and given another deadline, which was also impossible to keep. Went on for ages. Tried taking a suitcase and hiding it behind one of the nearer blocks and on the only occasion I managed to get back more or less on time I was accused of cheating and given another few days of change parades!! |