Tuesday, October 24, 2017

Working His Ticket

April 15, 2010 by  
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The amusing story of a Guardsman who beat the system and convinced the shrinks he was unfit for military service. The talk in the Nisson Hut turned, as always, from sex to the absolute bloody awful life of the British Soldier and then inevitably to the schemes for “working your ticket”, i.e. being thrown out […]

The Missing Dinner Plates

April 15, 2010 by  
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When moving from one camp to another, the awful business of handing over a complete inventory of all camp equipment to the incoming quartermaster became a nightmare. Any shortages would have to be paid for by the outgoing soldiers. Everything had to be laid out in its correct order, counted and signed for in the […]

Summer holidays Enjoyed

April 15, 2010 by  
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Reading about the summer holidays you guys enjoyed , I thought you might like to hear about my childhood escapades. Camping seems to be something enjoyed by all, sleeping bags, tents, must have been like living in a first class hotel. Our tent consisted of an old tarpaulin sheet, held up at both ends by […]

Playground Romance

April 15, 2010 by  
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That day started so well as we talked in the playground, we were young and innocent and you smiled as you gave me your pen. “You may borrow it for a while to improve your writing” at least that’s what you said, or was it perhaps you knew that I could not afford to buy […]

Never Look Back

April 15, 2010 by  
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Living in retirement has its compensations.We now have time to do what we want,when we like, without complications. Whilst on our way back from a visit, I thought it would be nice to have a look at my old home,”Waterloo Cottage”. Had it altered or changed in any way? The picture started to form in […]

Joining The Regiment

April 15, 2010 by  
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Finally, after fifteen weeks of training, our little squad of recruits was pronounced fit enough to join the Regiment, then in residence at Albuhera Barracks, Aldershot. There we were fitted out with Bearskin, Red tunics, Greatcoats and white webbing, the traditional uniform of the Guards. The most difficult bit of new clothing was the traditional […]

Drinking Cider Through A Straw

April 15, 2010 by  
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In the late 1920’s whilst still attending the local village School. An episode occurred, which could have ended with three of us getting into serious trouble, however we were lucky enough to get away with it. It is an event that I am rather ashamed of today. It all started with our usual lunch time […]

Clodding

April 15, 2010 by  
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In the 1930’s almost the only means of transport was the bicycle. Everyone had one. A few older people rode their horses and it was still possible to see an old farmer leave the pub on a market day, climb into the saddle, fall asleep and allow his horse to take him home quite safely. […]

The School Sweet Shop

April 15, 2010 by  
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Between the cross and the school an enterprising elderly lady had converted her front room into a sweet shop, the front window suitably altered to offer a display of sweets to tempt and tantalise the children on their way to school. It seemed there was always a group of children gazing and pondering what their […]

Ted Meredith – Timber Merchant

April 15, 2010 by  
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Before the rise of the ubiquitous pine forests, and the advent of power, the timber trade thought in terms of large trees of Oak, Elm and Beach – and for power they relied on horses. It was a grand sight to see four or five huge trees laying along a timber carriage, this was a […]

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