Things You Don't Want To Be Saying - Number 1
Things you don't want to be saying on the first evening* of a four week exercise in Poland in the autumn:
It wasn't his fault. Someone else had re-packed the wagon back in Germany and left it lying around.
Did with sympathise with him? Did we offer him all our warm clothing as a substitute? Did we offer to take in turns with the sleeping bags?
No of course we didn't.
We just laughed a lot.
* - Before you point it out - I know this is out of kilter with the last post but I've only just remembered it.
"Has anyone seen my sleeping bag?"
It wasn't his fault. Someone else had re-packed the wagon back in Germany and left it lying around.
Did with sympathise with him? Did we offer him all our warm clothing as a substitute? Did we offer to take in turns with the sleeping bags?
No of course we didn't.
We just laughed a lot.
* - Before you point it out - I know this is out of kilter with the last post but I've only just remembered it.
fired down the range by DC at 6:14 pm
15 Comments:
As any group of men should do when confronted with the misfortune of one of their number.
I salute you, sir.
Ruthless. You're all ruthless.
Don't they teach you compassion in the army?
Nightmare. Men what are you all like. What did he do in the end?
SL - Thank you!
Z - there's an old saying that if you are looking for sympathy you'll find it in the dictionary between s**t and syphilis.
GU - I think they got him a spare a couple of days later.
I'd always thought that the young (and not so young) ladies in miniskirts (more like wide belts really) standing on the kerbsides in Poland were colloquially referred to as 'sleepin bags' ;-)
Heh, I just got off the phone with Royal (who is in the field) who told me it was "iced pigs" last night... but he was too lazy to put on his trousers, so he just wore a cap... :o)
US: all my photo blogs are out of kilter but it helps readers to exercise their brains. Use it or lose it. Not that I do it deliberately - it just happens.
That's comeraderie for you......... laughing together like that.
Why didn't Bloglines tell me you'd updated?
And why did you all leave your fellow soldier, your comrade in arms, a man who might one day save your life, without a sleeping bag until they got him a spare two days later?
So many questions, and - paradoxically - so few answers.
I'm guessing you all snuggled up together and kept him warm with your combined body heat...?
Gentleman Hobbs - with a little modification they make a great Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle outfit.
The Blonde - squaddie humour can be an acquired taste!
Katy - there was always someone on stag so actually we 'hotbagged' - the person coming off stag got into the sleeping bag of the bloke who was going on duty. And soldiers never, ever, ever, snuggle.
Hotbagging?
This sounds like something I should be reading on NF Girls blog...
OK. I'll remember that one US. Might come in handy.
What if national security depended on your regiment snuggling up together? You'd have to snuggle then, wouldn't you? Eh? Eh?
Mr Angry - thanks - now I have really really terrible mental images.
Z - glad to be of assistance ;)
Katy - I can just see it:
"Capt Jones - deploy the men - snuggle formation - on the double."
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