Off The Train
It was twelve years ago almost to the day that I got off the train. It had been fairly obvious since London who was going where I was. It wasn't so much the short haircuts, which were to follow, as the out of place accents and frequent interspersions of F**k and C**t. Over the next 10 weeks they became second nature to me and unfortunately have stayed with me ever since.
We got off the train at the appropriate stop and there he was. If I was writing this during the First World War I would say he was as smart as a carrot - in fact I can't think of anything else to say about him. Without doubt he had presence. I probably didn't notice at the time, and even if I had I wouldn't have known what they meant, but he had two stripes on his arm. He certainly knew who we were - if he didn't then some unfortunate civilian ended up on the mini-bus that took us to the ATR (an Army TLA (Three Letter Abbreviation - blog to follow on that one) for Army Training Regiment).
We passed through a barrier and wire fence topped with nasty looking barbed wire and after that I've never been the same since.
We got off the train at the appropriate stop and there he was. If I was writing this during the First World War I would say he was as smart as a carrot - in fact I can't think of anything else to say about him. Without doubt he had presence. I probably didn't notice at the time, and even if I had I wouldn't have known what they meant, but he had two stripes on his arm. He certainly knew who we were - if he didn't then some unfortunate civilian ended up on the mini-bus that took us to the ATR (an Army TLA (Three Letter Abbreviation - blog to follow on that one) for Army Training Regiment).
We passed through a barrier and wire fence topped with nasty looking barbed wire and after that I've never been the same since.
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