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Chrisz

Chrisz

Über Member
Location
Sittingbourne
Cunobelin said:
Good old Royal.....

Strength of a carthorse
Speed of a racehorse,
Brains of a rocking Horse!

Rich coming from jack who has none of the above qualities :evil: How do you hide thousands of tons of sheet metal? Paint it grey and let women drive it - bound to get lost (or run aground somewhere) ;) ;)


Really shouldn't nock the Navy - they do a grand job - some of the best cruises I've ever had have been with the Grey Funnel Line :evil:
 
Chrisz said:
Rich coming from jack who has none of the above qualities :evil: How do you hide thousands of tons of sheet metal? Paint it grey and let women drive it - bound to get lost (or run aground somewhere) ;) ;)


Really shouldn't nock the Navy - they do a grand job - some of the best cruises I've ever had have been with the Grey Funnel Line :evil:


Women were either WRNS or QARNNS in my day!

We wouldn't even allow them on board ships!
 

ACS

Legendary Member
WRACs.....my mate got beaten half to death in a bar outside Rheindarlen (Pops and Eddies) for making a pass at her girlfriend. Some of them where formidable women especially the Truckies from the RCT, still have nightmares about being selected by one for her entertainment.
 
When I was at QEMH Woolwich we had a drunk Nurse who had split up with her boyfriend - she took out three RMPs and then started on their dog!

I loved being one of two Naval Chiefs (Rated as "Warrant Officers") with the army...... We convinced the RSM that Trafalgar was a NAval Tradition and for us NCOs that "Pickle Night" and that we were entitled to a "Tot of Pussers Rum" - he complied.

Just one of a number of tricks we pulled.....
 
Not me (too much of a rebel pacifist) but my brother was a RAF fireman for 25 years, came out 2007.

He has loads of stories, the first one was when he was being hassled by some pongos (paras) when he was on the payphone and they were waiting outside giving him a lot of stick and then some threats. He picked on the leader, asked him what his name and number was, and when he was given the answer, he told them he was parachute packer and not to fukk with him again.

Thus was born a dislike of pongos, which resulted in a mass brawl between the Military Police and the pongos when my brother made a request at some base for a song from the MPs for the paras; Divine's - 'You Think You're A Man But You're Only a Boy'!
 

graham56

Legendary Member
Pleased you could take it like a man, User76 :ohmy: :sad::biggrin::biggrin:

Did you have a good birthday, oh and loads of prezzies?
 

LLB

Guest
Father was Signals for 9 years and then doing the oppo role at GCHQ and Whitehall for nearly 40 years before he retired.

I went through the scouts for years, enjoyed it and did all the entry tests & medicals for the Army when I was 17, but had a bike accident (as pillion) and buggered my knee so that was the end of that.

This is why I prefer cycling and not running.
 

Vikeonabike

CC Neighbourhood Police Constable
satans budgie said:
WRACs.....my mate got beaten half to death in a bar outside Rheindarlen (Pops and Eddies) for making a pass at her girlfriend. Some of them where formidable women especially the Truckies from the RCT, still have nightmares about being selected by one for her entertainment.


Hey I saw that fight...No...I saw that fight at least twice aweek for two years!
 

asterix

Comrade Member
Location
Limoges or York
My father was in the war. He flew an Auster and told the other gunners what to shoot at. I think they did quite well and got as far as Germany eventually, by which time he was a flight commander.

His brother was a Battle of Britain pilot in a Hurricane. He was flying a bit low when the fuel cut out.. ..and that was that. He left a son who also joined the RAF and flew Phantoms and such-like. He made it to squadron leader.

I made it to corporal in the CCF..
 

ACS

Legendary Member
Vikeonabike said:
Hey I saw that fight...No...I saw that fight at least twice aweek for two years!

It was a bit like Russian roulette with the sprogs, take ‘em out for the quiet sherry or 2, let them lose with their best chat up lines while we took bets on whether they would get their face rearranged. ;) Naughty I know but good fun all the same.

Then down to the local house of entertainment, where a ‘lady’ (Prepaid) would chat him up, thinking his luck was in she would take him upstairs for a life lesson. This would lead to another round of bets on how long he would last and the marks out of ten his ‘lady’ would give for stamina, resilience and overall performance. Few snaps for the Sqn bar wall of fame and back to where ever was open for another shandy or two before walking over to the mess for breakfast at 6. Back for a shower and off to work for 8.
 
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Chrisz

Chrisz

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Location
Sittingbourne
Reminds me of a couple of 'gronk' incidents ;)

1) '79, Lympstone - just about to Pass Out. Squad PU included (as usual) a stripper. Que line of soon-to-be Royals at a door marked 'Private' where said stripper was 'dispensing favours'. One, rather drunk, naive and young recruit (about 10th in the line) is exceptionally fast in the little room.

"Well? Did you doo the deed?"

"Err, no! I didn't fancy her so I just got a snog."

"Oh! We've all been getting BJs off her!!"

Recruit promptly gaggs and lays a kit muster :laugh: :becool: :tongue:



Mid '80s, Plymouth Union Street, horrible, huge bird nicknamed Bertha - used to prey on young Marines and was not adverse to beating the crp out of them if they refused to do the deed (she was truly a monster!!!). I remember having to rescue my mate from her clutches and running up Union Street with her in hot persuit, broken beer bottle in each hand!!

Skip forwards 20 years - working at a bar in Sittingbourne, talking to some of the lads. One mentions that they have just come back from working in Plymouth, then admits he got smacked by some woman. A brief description confirmed - Bertha is alive and well and still patrolling Union Street!!!! :ohmy: :biggrin: :smile:
 
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