Wrong Way!
Quite some time ago I did a stint in Her Majesties Army and found myself in Sarajevo, Bosnia. Peace had been declared, everyone was friends, except no-one had told the locals yet. The naughty little blighters were still trying to off each other with any ol’ AK (or anything else for that matter) lying around.
There were a bunch of us Signals chaps with the mult-national force at a hotel complex (Hotel Terme, if anyone is interested), doing various communication ‘stuff’. One afternoon, me and m’oppo were tasked of take a landrover around to the back of the complex and pick up some stuff or whatnot.
So I’m driving down this very narrow lane with open woods around us, and I’m pretty much lost.
“You’re lost aren’t you?”
“Of course not, whatever gave you that idea?”
“Yes, you are.”
“No, I’m not”
“Yes.”
“No.”
“Y--- STOP!!!”
SCREEEEECH!!!
We’d come to a point where that was a lot of tape around the place and small triangular signs.
“That’s Landmine warning signs, aren’t they?” Asks m’oppo.
“Why yes, I do believe you’re right.”
“They’re also meant to read from the OTHER side, aren’t they?”
……Oh bum……
(SpangoTheWonderBadger is brewing beer, Fri 13 Feb 2009, 16:12, Reply)