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just wondering if any of our club were/are members of any of the youth
organisations ,and your experiences on them, I myself was a member of the st johns ambulance brigade as a boy
I just posted this as I just stumbled on an article about the SJAB camp in Bexhill Sussex ,where we spent many a happy holiday
organisations ,and your experiences on them, I myself was a member of the st johns ambulance brigade as a boy
I just posted this as I just stumbled on an article about the SJAB camp in Bexhill Sussex ,where we spent many a happy holiday
By the way, did I tell you, I was "Mad"?
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.22 Rifle, .303 Rifle, Bren Gun and Sterling sub-machine Gun Can't imagine that being allowed today! 8-)
My most endearing memory was ACF tea, brewed in giant urns and served in tin mugs with condensed milk it was literally Orange in colour and you could stand a spoon upright in it. )
Our detachment was run by two sergeants fresh out of service, one a green jacket, the other a guardsmen just back from a tour in ireland, it was un known to our CO (a limp wristed Capt ) that these guys were teaching us things over and above the normal ACF curriculum I don't know what sort of lads you had in your detachment but in ours some were there by choice like my self, but some were there by choice of the local police and it was either go in the ACF or go to court the Sgts would not take any **** and soon turned reprobates in to mini soldiers, it was that or you would have a very hard time, these guys didn't just shout and scream they got physical, I even got a pace stick in the nuts a few times ) I have seen someone tied, hooded and beaten for kicking off against a Sgt though.
None of that would go on in todays ACF, can you imagine the PC crowd ) I noticed the change in 1980 when they aloud females in and today I doubt it is much different to Boy Scouts
Our Captain was gruff bugger whose nickname was 'Bulldog', because he looked and sounded like one.
We used to spend hours cleaning our kit for parades, putting blanco on our belts and gaiters and cleaning the brass with brasso. And to get a good shine on our toecaps we used to put on loads of polish, then light them so the polish melted over the dimples to give an even shiny coat.
Looking back now I think we were the 15/16 year old versions of the dirty dozen )
I use to iron out the dimples with a hot spoon, then feed them with layer upon layer of kiwi polish and spit, ( for some strange reason I use to find drinking a can of coke before using spit worked better) then to finish I would bull them under a smooth running tap to remove any blemishes.
after all look at me )
no our instructors were a funny lot ,we had a practice Steve 8-)
) ) )
I was a Scoutmaster for almost 20 years, it was very enjoyable for the most part. I like young people and my scouts were good kids. We really loved pushing the envelope on campouts. We camped many times in severe winter conditions, terribly hot, humid summers and rain...lots of rainy campouts..but we did it.
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I wasn't allowed in anything as I'm physically inept at pretty much everything except self fornication and changing my own skids once in a while.
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My own club was involved with smoking, drinking and trying to chat up girls, ( maybe a uniform would of
helped ) )
In 2003 I rejoined as an instructor and taught cadets about Service Knowledge (history of the RAAF, ranks and badges, uniforms, flags etc), which was another one of my favourite subjects when I was a cadet. I was working towards becoming a drill instructor (which is what I really wanted to do), but in 2005 I left for medical reasons and never returned.
Maybe one day, I might re-join.
I would love to have been a fly on the wall in that conversation )