Temperance

[JR]

Going back to those good old days of the 'Grog' issue and the demise of the rum bo'sun,I came to thinking about those initials 'G' 'T' or UA entered on the station card,I did'nt see many temperance 'T' in the detachment I know if you were 'T' you could look forward to the extra four-pence a day not many took up the offer?.
Comming forward in time to the issue of cans of beer in lieu of the drop of 'Nelsons blood' two cans per issue,with the empty locker serving as storage space for all those who managed to obtain extra to most of us two cans hardley wetted the tonsils, which of course brings us to the run ashore and par-taking in the local brews .
Hop leaf,Blue label,San Miguel,Tuskers and of course the old favourite Tiger Beer. So all you P*ss Artist's favourite brew.Aye jr

[Artist]

Cist Lager in the Selima sea front bar called "The Bognor Regis" why it was called that.....Pass. But we had some cracking good runs in that Bar.

We caught one of the NAAFI staff having his arse reamed by a bum bosun in Pompey so a crate of beer a day was free gratis until finally he leapt overboard in the Bay Of Biscay. Totally selfish act on his part we all reckoned as we had to go back to three cans a day. The messdeck Alcholic went to his rememberance service with tears in his eyes.

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[Wully]

San Miguel was always my favourite brew. I remember way back in the mid fifties when I was on the Newfoundland and we visited Manila. During the visit the local blood bank accompanied a very beautiful young actress came onboard begging for blood donors. Of course Royal and Jack obliged and they collected many, many pints of blood. As a reward the ship's company were invited to visit the local San Migeul brewery for a few wets. Well the few wets turned into a fully fledged piss-up and a great time was had by all!!

[El Prez]

Pernod............................

That explains a lot doesn't it!

[Artist]

Once drank Pernod and Whisky in the Fleet Club, Guz. It tasted nice mind. But by heck was I kin ill the next day which incidently was a Thursday.

0825hrs, Thursday. Stonehouse Barracks, full Lovats practicing for the forthcoming laying up of 41's colours, the first time when they left Malta.

RSM susses out the Artist, "C/Sgt! what the Hells wrong with that man!?" C/Sgt appoaches the Artist, gives me evil look, Turns to RSM, "Sir I think he's pissed!"
RSM legs it over and stares long and hard at the Artist, "Sod him C/Sgt! he's staying here until he drops" Moves up to my left lughole and whispers into said lughole; "If you make it though this without heaving your guts up or dropping just one bollock your going to get away with it Sunnyjim. But remember this, if I see one mistake on your part your in the S.H.I.T. understand?" I acknowleged this impartial bit of advice and some how got away with it. His name is on the tip of my tongue, had a yapping little dog that was always in front of him by a few yards. Used to nail blokes berets to his office wall if he found them without a Lineing.

Teach me to play Rugby in the Morning and then go on a bender with all the reprobates from Plymouth Combined Services Club............Died. Or should have died. Even the smell brings it back after all these years. YUK!

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[JR]

One of the best run ashores,Copenhagen and a visit to the Carlsberg breweries,I think most of us would agree that the Scandinavian run ashores very memorable. Aye jr

[Sticky Blue]

Tiger in the far east... had some at El Prez's over the summer and now have it in the drinks cabinet as it was that nice. A summer drink of course!
Moosehead in Canada... Lovely stuff!
Grasshopper and Big Rock in the middle bit of Canada Calgary way.
Ice House in the USA or Bacardi 151 in a VERY tall glass with pepsi and ice.
Boddingtons or Smiths' Creamflow UK'ers.

Temper-rinse my arse, I can't even spell it

[Artist]

Stix

Used to sell Mooshead in the Pub near to Pompey Railway Station in the middle of the city. Nice stuff.

Tiger Beer was a must at every Printers Ban Yan on Southsea beach. Four of five plastic dustbins toppers with ice n Tiger.

Bill Woods the WO2 of the branch would bell us in the dockyard and inform us that our presence was required at Eastney, we were to bring four or five crates of tiger with us. We had some cracking good sessions on that beach. Poor bloody Civvies would steer well clear of the 45gallon Oil Drums cut in half with bits of dead Cow roasting on them.

After about four or five hours was when the problems would start. Once one erstwhile printer decided to go swimming. Not a good idea really with a stomach full to the brim with raw steak and Tiger beer. He heaved his guts up all over the beach. Civvies and kiddies legging it in all directions. Scouse C******* once came out with the wizzard idea that we should form a pyramid. Dean J***** was nearly killed after that little Gem.

Yep we had some great times.

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[harry hackedoff]

Nice to see two mentions of Royal being able to organise a piss-up in a brewery Officers, take note
Pernod is a classic example of "you get away with it, till you don`t" Suicidal hangover ensues, after which you never touch it again. Just when you think you`re getting over the hangover you have a nice cup of tea followed seconds later by yellow, aniseed flavoured vomit which reminds you that you have not even begun to get over it. Lying face down in a pool of said vomit in yer pit and not being able to even turn over, never mind have a shower Why don`t you notice all the carrots when you`re drinking Pernod?
Orangeboom, my fave E-Dahls bottled Pilsner I wouldn`t wish on my worst enema. Hangover in a bottle and if you`ve been at the G&T as well, you have no one to blame but yourself

[El Prez]

When 41 was kicked out of Malta by Mintoff we did 24 on 24 standby and 24 off at Luqa. On the 24 off I'd start another green bottle, and then next morning trog out to Luqa, make sure I was late stag and get my nut down, no pain.
When the B came to extract us I went on a bender, was chased down two flights by the reggies when I returned and lost them when I hurled myself through a hatch, which ended in the heads. BUT, found my pit. Next morning "Hands for leaving Harbour!" Not a chance I couldn't feel my legs.
Troop stripey pays me a visit at my bunk, took one look and said bring him to me tomorrow. Never did anything like that again. Well not often.
I was at a biker do a couple of years ago and got severley attached to the old anis again, FAIL! I Luvs it.

[owdun]

Brandy sour in Cyprus, Tiger in the Far Eastern climes, Dram Buie shandy and Blue label, Malta, Stella in Egypt localbrew all chemicals, left for dead from the neck up. UK Newkie Brown, the one and only.


Aye Owdun.

[OIC]

What about a lunch time session in Jessies in Malta early 1960's. Put an edge on the appetite with a bottle of Marsovin, screech, toot, call it what you like. Had to be tempered with a wee top of 7 Up! Could become quite addictive !

[JR]

Jessies Bar! that brings back some memories,stand-easy with an egg banjo and a glass of 'screech' what a way to start the day.

I recon Royal's guide to the best watering spots in the world would be a best seller.
And the 'Gut' Malta should be emblazoned on the Corps Colours or a campaign bar issued to the N.G.S.M or G.S.M. Aye jr

[El Prez]

If you ever get to Kowloon try and find Ned Kelly's Bar. Muchos fun.
The Gut, nuff said.
The An Tell Opi, Union Strasse. (Antelope)
The bar just outside the dockyard gate at Pompey. (Our present Pub Landlord worked there)
Southsea Pier.
Yate's wine lodge Blackpool, waiting for the early evening stagecoach.

But........above and beyond the call of duty, Jessie's.

[Artist]

Not the Invincible Inn Rob? That was the D/yard printers main hangout at dinnertime, afterwork, anyfriggin time really!

Ask him if he was running it from the 86 to 90. If he answers in the affirmative tell him I always thought his "Cabbage" was shoite!

O and ask him if he remembers the "Dog Poo" incident when I first joined the Shop!

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