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During training do you train constantly till you get a weekends leave? Or do you follow a sort of train Monday to Saturday. I say till Saturday as it says in the leaflets that you can go to church on Sunday mornings.

P.S Anyone going for a PRMC on the 28th to the 30th of august?

Sundays off I think...

Unless you`re away on exercise

Ah, Sundays during training, yes a lovely opportunity to wander through cornfields, pausing to sniff the flowers, and watch the birds elegantly glide through the air, as the fluffy clouds drift lazily across the brilliant blue sky................. what, what, its alright I am awake now. six o'clock - that means there is only 2 hours to get this place straight, before extra rounds, and with half the room on guard duty, there's not much time. Then I got to get the LSW out of the armoury to give that a clean.


Oh and church parade, yes I'am coming - thank goodness for church, I can get another hours kip in there. I've got my parade boots and brasses to do again after that nice DL threw them across the parade ground. What time does the dhobi shop close tonight?

Aaagh, who threw-up in the corridor last night............

The highlight of Sundays having to fall in at 4.30 for Corporal to march us over to the TV lounge to watch the Muppets Munum Mu NU NU NU NU Nu NU Munum Mu Nu
At least we got noticed where ever we went.
The first weekend ashore to spend all your hard earned on bucket bags and cleaning crap..... Training team on a good earner...
First Saturday at Sams dressed to kill with a hair cut to be killed for.
First Sunday Off ... Bollocks that was a good one... what do you mean corporal my locker looks like a grenade went off in it It's Sunday!
Full kit muster on the Parade Ground....
Oh the bliss of Sundays

You must have been the lot we could here, cheerily singing in the distance as we were doing press-ups in the Exe - because someone threw up in the corridor.

Nothing like watery beer in a plastic pot

Imagin, perhaps not, 3 Junior Marines on their first run ashore to down town Deal and the hot spots for 16 year olds!.
Having been sent back to our grotts for various nondiscript clothing errors, we were eventually allowed out of the main gate fully booted and spured, Full blues, Cap, Webbing blankoed and Brasses shining, not to mention boots gleaming.
WE get to the bus stop on prom and climb to the top deck. Having sat down for a short while I get a little tap on the shoulder,on turning round I see a little, and I mean little, old lady, who, in a failing voice says
"I hope you three don't mind me saying, but I think you are all very special and brave................ I have a nephew in the SALVATION ARMY too"
Aye

Mike, dont frighten the lads too much,

By my time it had eased of abit, jacket and tie, gleaming civvy shoes etc etc. But still being sent back for every non-descript error - the usual:

Clean white hankie pressed to 1/16th G&L.
2p to phone the camp in an emergency (Deal NAAFI always careful not to stock 2p's).
Telephone number of camp.
Piece of string, in case shoe lace broke.
Welts of shoes, absolutely filthy (I still couldn't see the single speck he was referring to - but its still yes Corporal)
Soles of shoes not polished

to the more elaborate:

That's not a tie it looks more like a piece of my grannies skirt.

Call that a shirt it looks more like a piece of wallpaper.

Why are your names not on the inside of your shoe - if you get run over by bus and they only find your feet - how will they know who they belong too!

Ah the delightful repartee of the Duty Corporal.

Anyway, so out the gate we eventually go to sample the delights of Deal, -17, smart as smart can be, full of testosterone, with a pass that alloed us out til 2000, and.... the whole town instantly knows there's fresh meat in town. Everyone else shorts and T shirts.

Never mind next day made up for it - as we were dressed for the beach: Dabs, Shorts White PT, Shirt Sports and some very nice men in a vest with red piping showed us how to enjoy the seafront facilities!

OOops error methinks, must have double clicked on submit or something, its must have been all the excitement of thinking about Sundays off.

Even though I am now apparently one of the old and bold, Sundays 'off' is sometyhing which seems to continue to allude me.

Sundays off I think...

Unless you`re away on exercise

You also only do 9 till 5, go to the mess have your supper then watch telly for the night.
9 o'clock, the duty Sargeant makes a nice big pot of cocoa for everyone to share, then tucks you in at ten o'clock

God, how I miss my cocoa!!!

Frankenstein

Frank,
mind you don`t bang your head on that lamp

sandies
Aye, H

A mug of morning 'gunfire',the aroma of sweaty socks after a speed march,waiting for the command 'Markers' on main parade,You may think you are spotless but when the Adj looks you up and down and says 'Flank'
to hear the band strike up 'A Life on the Ocean Wave' or 'Sarie Marais',and the best of all 'Payday' Form up in alphabetical order,Wish my name began
with an A, the Bugle call 'Finished for the day',or 'Alarm to Arms' just to get
the adrenalin going,but its got to be 'Royal Marines to your duties quick march' and your first Commando as a trained Marine,no matter what other units you serve with the first one is the best.Aye jr

oh the joys of bottom field on saturday morning!

And wandering patrol on a Sunday!