If I thought for one minute you were serious I would ask the Mods to bin you ASAP!lukep wrote:Why not become a Sniper Chef? Like Steven seagull out of that movie ''Under stairs'' You can grow a greasy ponytail and learn how to make microwave bombs. Its a Gen branch mate.
The Chefs course is the hardest course in the Corps, no buggers passed it yet!
In truth I always felt sorry for the poor bloody chefs who had to get up at 0400hrs in the morning in the middle of Norge, Dartmoor, anywhere where Royal was based in point of fact and then have to prep the scran, light the ovens, ignite the hydro's, cook the scran and then serve it to the (for the most part) disinterested sods who would bimble up for their food and not have the decency of saying "Cheers Chef, that was chuffing great Oppo!"
I myself would always offer to help when I could. Washing Pots and pans was no hardship really. The plus to this was rucks of hot water, cups of tea and coffee, egg banjos and maybe a little bit more scran than most others when din dins was served. But mostly I did it for the unlimited amount of hot water.
Scouse Leatherbarrow, Paddy Evans, Nick Wiltshire. They all knew why I was willing to help. They also knew me as an Oppo and as far as I was concerned I helped me oppos. In other words it worked both ways in the long run.
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