Of course it matters......I was at Rourkes Drift...And I'm damn sure any one going around saying they were there when they were not would upset me and my mates who held back the zulu hoard. Does it matter if someone says they were at Agincourt when they were quite obviously not? Certainly it does...It does the old blokes in Legion much anguish to know someone is pretending to be an archer when its quite obvious they cant even speak Welsh....I'm off to get my carers coffee before he puts me to bed now. Toodle pip...Did I ever tell anyone here about the days I spent in the trenches in the Atlantic? The mud, the inhumanity..The fish and chips..
I get loads of material coming via e-mail that I highly suspect is bogus. However, if it's good for a laugh I tend to simply enjoy the piece and not to run to Snopes to confirm the veracity. That's different. Email stories & chain letters are so often covers for pure malevolence, mailing list harvesting, and masked politics, that there's a case for applying full contact pedantry. It's fun too. If some old Mitty-esque type isn't marching about on remembrance sunday with someone else's rack, or making solid-sounding claims in public, then I can't really see the point in hounding 'em. Bullshitting's hardly a crime, or that uncommon in day-to-day life. (That isn't to say I don't understand WTID's urge to check up... I'd be intrigued too, if only to have a bit of fun next time I bumped into a suss-seeming chap.)
And on a similar vein.... I was in the RAF for a few years, an Officer which surprises most that know me....some years back I attended the re-union and they wouldnt let me in, 'cos no-one remembered me! I had to show them the group photo to convince them.... As a result I tend to keep quiet about these things, you know you're onto a loser when even the blokes you worked with think you're making it up. Pete
The day bullshitting becomes a crime is the day all servicemen and women and vets will have to get a proper job... Iblame the libcondems or whatever that man camcleg calls himself...never saw him with a resparator on...talking of which...do you know how difficult it is to drink tea in one...and as for agincourt...Ido seem to remember a english archer..muddy but happy as a pig in..well in mud..singing boiled beef and carrots ...boiled beef and carrots..would he have been sas then.....Im special too my carer just said so... British soldiers..not many like em...and most.....well back to the wall..someone pot that fellow making the noise...
Is 'Roman Candle' Brit slang for any malfunction or only main canopy total malfunction ? Not necessarily a "total" malfunction. Just when you look up to check canopy all you see is a ling ribbon of parachute instead of a nice, round, open canopy. A roman candle can possably sort its self out with pulling on the toggles or yanking on the chords but usually its time for the capewells and out with the reserve chute. This is all 20 -30 year old knowledge. I dont know what it is like with these new fangled square things!
Good point. You sod, trying to create an incident. I'd guess they'd tear any amateur 'hunter' to pieces for checking up on some old bloke at a car boot... Wasn't called Gwilym was he Wtid? Used to know a proper old Welsh loon that claimed SAS history; we all thought it was bollocks (though he did look strangely like Lofty Wiseman), but he was a right laugh to have a drink with, so who cared. I do know a Gwilym as for being torn to pieces he told me the story I merely want to know if its on the level given that he was at Imjin, served with 22 SAS and C sqdn Rhodesian SAS, and is now doing car boots and taking people Deer stalking forgot that bit.............Welsh loons! so what are they Adam
The day bullshitting becomes a crime is the day all servicemen and women and vets will have to get a proper job... Iblame the libcondems or whatever that man camcleg calls himself...never saw him with a resparator on...talking of which...do you know how difficult it is to drink tea in one...and as for agincourt...Ido seem to remember a english archer..muddy but happy as a pig in..well in mud..singing boiled beef and carrots ...boiled beef and carrots..would he have been sas then.....Im special too my carer just said so... British soldiers..not many like em...and most.....well back to the wall..someone pot that fellow making the noise... Bullshitter The only thing you drink through a resi is water, anyway I didn't realise the RAF were issued 'em
We were old chap...but only on loan..had to give em straight back after ground defence day...apart from Germany when you got to keep em...Iwell remember taceval..hooter went off...assumed my war position...under desk....gas..gas...gas...respirator of course under bunk back in my room...your dead says umpire..wheres yer respirator..im wearing the stealth version says urqh..your still dead he said..
Iwas his stunt double..Iwas in movie too as well as real battle..catering was awful...Iwas guy in chappel by surgeon..assegied at window..they chose me cos thats what I did in real battle.
I'm Spartacus ! Sorry Drew, I saw him on tv the other week and you look nothing like him I mean it was on telly so it must be real right
I do know a Gwilym as for being torn to pieces he told me the story I merely want to know if its on the level given that he was at Imjin, served with 22 SAS and C sqdn Rhodesian SAS, and is now doing car boots and taking people Deer stalking forgot that bit.............Welsh loons! so what are they Adam You Britishers need to share something with the colonials from across the pond, just north and south of the 49th paralllel. Please do tell...what is a boot sale? Canuck, why do they speak in such a funny language? Does boot sale refer to some playright born in a century that we are not familiar with. Cheers, lads and lady from across the pond. Randy
You Britishers need to share something with the colonials from across the pond, just north and south of the 49th paralllel. Please do tell...what is a boot sale? Canuck, why do they speak in such a funny language? Does boot sale refer to some playright born in a century that we are not familiar with. Cheers, lads and lady from across the pond. Randy I'm sure someone will clarify this for us but it appears to be the equivilent of one of our 'flea markets' only where everyone gathers and sells wares directly from their car trunks. I assume it must have something to do with needing to make a quick getaway at some point!
