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I must admit to doing the dance of the "Flaming Arseholes" in Malta but lucky for me the Firebrigade were on hand and all I lost was my Pride.
Once on the Beacons me and three other guys were Yomping along and came across this group of RE's. Their "Leader" saw us approaching and turned to his less than happy Troops and said "It's OK Chaps, there here"
This was a Royal Engineer Captain who had no idea where he was and expected me and my Oppos to sort him out. Lets just say that we helped them as in I took his Map and pointing out just where he was. The Eiijut looked at me and my three Oppos and asked where the 4 tonners were!?!
I pointed out that we were in fact in the middle of knowhere and 4 tonners whilst being 4 wheel drive vehicles could never get to where we were. "What do I do?" he asked me. My reply was pretty basic to be honest with you all. "Get a grip Sir and go downhill" After that we left them and as I never heard of a group of RE's dieing on the Beacons I must Presume that they made it.
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Once on the Beacons me and three other guys were Yomping along and came across this group of RE's. Their "Leader" saw us approaching and turned to his less than happy Troops and said "It's OK Chaps, there here"
This was a Royal Engineer Captain who had no idea where he was and expected me and my Oppos to sort him out. Lets just say that we helped them as in I took his Map and pointing out just where he was. The Eiijut looked at me and my three Oppos and asked where the 4 tonners were!?!
I pointed out that we were in fact in the middle of knowhere and 4 tonners whilst being 4 wheel drive vehicles could never get to where we were. "What do I do?" he asked me. My reply was pretty basic to be honest with you all. "Get a grip Sir and go downhill" After that we left them and as I never heard of a group of RE's dieing on the Beacons I must Presume that they made it.
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I loved serving with the RM as matelots who do so swop their metal capbadges for cloth ones (why I dont know) but perc always saluted me!!!
and I returned it
Best one was a whole company of Welsh guards marching past me and the 59 SSM in wainwright Canada, as they passed I heard a "Eyyyyeeeeees RRRRightaaaa!!!" their SSM saluted and mine told me to return it
I said as I saluted (perc style) "Thankyou Sarn't Major, do carry on!"
alas I got crated by 59 for being a necky twonk!





I said as I saluted (perc style) "Thankyou Sarn't Major, do carry on!"

alas I got crated by 59 for being a necky twonk!

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It's never a good idea to arrest a drunk itchy cavalryman who's in an elaborate uniform and waving a bloddy great sword around his head.
RMP always thought we looked quite dashing in fact - I think it was the spurs.
Ah- the smell of damp wool in the morning - the smell of conquest!!!

RMP always thought we looked quite dashing in fact - I think it was the spurs.
Ah- the smell of damp wool in the morning - the smell of conquest!!!

Catapultam habeo. Nisi pecuniam omnem mihi dabis, ad caput tuum saxum immane mittam!
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GD what between your mentions of the RMP loving you and the smell of damp wool being the "smell of conquest" nobody could ever doubt that you were a donkey walloper! One can only hope that the sword you were waving round your head was steel and not Pork otherwise you must be hideously deformed!GD wrote:It's never a good idea to arrest a drunk itchy cavalryman who's in an elaborate uniform and waving a bloddy great sword around his head.
RMP always thought we looked quite dashing in fact - I think it was the spurs.
Ah- the smell of damp wool in the morning - the smell of conquest!!!

Many's the morning I've woken up with my head on a damp numna
Vis-a-vis swords: I do remember me and my mate going into the 3LI Naafi at Buller Kaserne, Munster on the day one of ours was being married in the garrison chapel. We were slightly appalled at the state of the place. Bare walls, no curtains, no lamp shades - just bare bulbs and a general sense of being in a portocabin down on the NI border. We put our swords and No1 caps on the table and ordered zwei grosse, which were delivered in plastic glasses.
Next minute in comes the canteen cowboy. "Who owns those swords" he warbled merrily at us. We admitted ownership, there wasn't much point in denying it as we were the only two in the bar. "Well firkin keep them in your hand tightly, because I don't want to be going down to the BMH with them sticking out of my back".
Turns out the previous two barmen were still in the BMH having pint pots picked out of their gob in small pieces.
Oh we were so glad to get back to our comfortable NAAFI in York Kaserne, with it's sofas, soft music and delectable waitresses and pictures of our wee horsies all over the walls.

Vis-a-vis swords: I do remember me and my mate going into the 3LI Naafi at Buller Kaserne, Munster on the day one of ours was being married in the garrison chapel. We were slightly appalled at the state of the place. Bare walls, no curtains, no lamp shades - just bare bulbs and a general sense of being in a portocabin down on the NI border. We put our swords and No1 caps on the table and ordered zwei grosse, which were delivered in plastic glasses.
Next minute in comes the canteen cowboy. "Who owns those swords" he warbled merrily at us. We admitted ownership, there wasn't much point in denying it as we were the only two in the bar. "Well firkin keep them in your hand tightly, because I don't want to be going down to the BMH with them sticking out of my back".
Turns out the previous two barmen were still in the BMH having pint pots picked out of their gob in small pieces.
Oh we were so glad to get back to our comfortable NAAFI in York Kaserne, with it's sofas, soft music and delectable waitresses and pictures of our wee horsies all over the walls.
Catapultam habeo. Nisi pecuniam omnem mihi dabis, ad caput tuum saxum immane mittam!
My, what a versatile thread this has bcome.... We started with a big yomp over the hills - slid quickly into erotic dancing with cooling instruments, smoothly glided towards homersexual michael jackson (the singer not the COS) impersonaters with baloons and galloped towards the interesting topic of GD and his cotton wool addiction days as a donkey walloper!!
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Having said that met a Captain from the RLC last month at OTC that is working along side 22 Reg doing EOD work or something like that. Nice bloke, shame they have the stigma of blanket stacking all day.GD wrote:Why do none of this lot come on asking about the RLC? Seems to me than most of them are probably going to chuck P Coy before they get to put a chute on their back.
Its also because you can find stuff on the RLC on the web easy enough on the Army Careers website these days, up until recently the RAF Regiment website was really out of date and dam near no help at all.
I was sort of saying that all the young ones appear to lust after hero worship that (in their opinion) only comes from joining the RM or Para Reg. They forget about all the superb infantry and cavalry regiments out there and the support arms. I mean why not join the RHA, if you want to try para then you could always transfer to 7.
It's not every kid who can stick the more intensive training and I think a lot will fall by the way by week 6 or 7 when if they had lowered their sigths a bit they could have been happy and useful soldiers.
It's not every kid who can stick the more intensive training and I think a lot will fall by the way by week 6 or 7 when if they had lowered their sigths a bit they could have been happy and useful soldiers.
Catapultam habeo. Nisi pecuniam omnem mihi dabis, ad caput tuum saxum immane mittam!
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The saying "Each to their Own" rings true for me.
When I joined the Marines I had no interest in the SF side of it as to be honest in them days the SF was never mentioned in the papers or on the telly. It's only been since 1980 and the Iraninan Embassy siege that SF has come to the foreground.
Now any sight of guys with ropes on Cliffs by the sea and the "Learned" civvies are there saying "O yes they are the SAS" A Pillock said that a few weeks ago on Angelsey when he saw these blokes Absailing. Me and Mike looked at each other and laughed. It was Royal doing a "Meet the Marines" PR jobbie with the local RM cadets and RMR blokes.
As I have said 75% of ex Army guys in South Cheshire were SAS! Or so they say.
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When I joined the Marines I had no interest in the SF side of it as to be honest in them days the SF was never mentioned in the papers or on the telly. It's only been since 1980 and the Iraninan Embassy siege that SF has come to the foreground.
Now any sight of guys with ropes on Cliffs by the sea and the "Learned" civvies are there saying "O yes they are the SAS" A Pillock said that a few weeks ago on Angelsey when he saw these blokes Absailing. Me and Mike looked at each other and laughed. It was Royal doing a "Meet the Marines" PR jobbie with the local RM cadets and RMR blokes.
As I have said 75% of ex Army guys in South Cheshire were SAS! Or so they say.

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