In the Army Now - The joy of the Armed Forces
I've never been a soldier. I was an air cadet once, but that mostly involved sitting in a mouldy hut learning about aeroplane engines with the hint that one day we might go flying.
Yet, anyone who has spent time defending their nation, or at least drinking bromide-laced-tea for their nation, must have stories to tell. Tell them now.
( , Thu 23 Mar 2006, 18:26)
I've never been a soldier. I was an air cadet once, but that mostly involved sitting in a mouldy hut learning about aeroplane engines with the hint that one day we might go flying.
Yet, anyone who has spent time defending their nation, or at least drinking bromide-laced-tea for their nation, must have stories to tell. Tell them now.
( , Thu 23 Mar 2006, 18:26)
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Navy Horridness
I was a Matelot (thats a Sailor in the Royal Navy) for a while back in the early -mid 90's back when I didnt know any better...
Basic Training: so mind and body numbing that Id forgotten what my parents and my girlfriend's faces looked like after just a week. I was also unable to go for a shit for nearly 2 weeks and unable to get an erection for nearly 6 weeks- and they reckon they dont use bromide anymore.
After passing out the rest of my time was spent alternating between picking up leaves for an OCD suffering base commander and waving ping pong bats at Harriers(I was a aircraft Handler in the fleet Airarm)I then decided I wanted to do the Royal Marines psycho all arms course (a course so tough the best the US Marines had couldnt do it), buggered my knee up and bought myself out to become a forklift driver.
The Royal Navy- James Bond it AINT
In WW2 my Grandad, a private in an Italian Artillery regiment, was-true to the stereotype-,captured in the desert by the British army. He was playing cards at the time and went to his deathbed bitter at not being able to win back the money some 'dirty Sicilian' had won off him
( , Fri 24 Mar 2006, 10:30, Reply)
I was a Matelot (thats a Sailor in the Royal Navy) for a while back in the early -mid 90's back when I didnt know any better...
Basic Training: so mind and body numbing that Id forgotten what my parents and my girlfriend's faces looked like after just a week. I was also unable to go for a shit for nearly 2 weeks and unable to get an erection for nearly 6 weeks- and they reckon they dont use bromide anymore.
After passing out the rest of my time was spent alternating between picking up leaves for an OCD suffering base commander and waving ping pong bats at Harriers(I was a aircraft Handler in the fleet Airarm)I then decided I wanted to do the Royal Marines psycho all arms course (a course so tough the best the US Marines had couldnt do it), buggered my knee up and bought myself out to become a forklift driver.
The Royal Navy- James Bond it AINT
In WW2 my Grandad, a private in an Italian Artillery regiment, was-true to the stereotype-,captured in the desert by the British army. He was playing cards at the time and went to his deathbed bitter at not being able to win back the money some 'dirty Sicilian' had won off him
( , Fri 24 Mar 2006, 10:30, Reply)
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