ARmy Rumour SErvice

**arby** · 27-04-2012, 04:43

Originally Posted by Markintime

I still have no idea why they felt they still needed to give out the empty bottle.

They hand them out on every first class flight, each ones different. you can make a street out of them. Or you can drink the gin on the connecting flight and give the house to your niece so she can bang it around.

Cold beer, biltong, rugby and sunshine.

When I go to hell, my torment will be warm ale, beef jerky, 'soccer' and rain.

**beagleboy** · 27-04-2012, 06:11

Sitting on the freshly mowed lawn of Casa del Beagleboy, cold VB in hand, sans family/humans, only the hound to keep me company. Azure blue sky and temp of 28C with just a slight sea breeze. Aaah, simple pleasures.

**bigjimdangley** · 27-04-2012, 06:21

My mate lent me his Yamaha XT 600 crosser and I took it for a rip down the beach. Its quite industrial around here so the beach is covered in allsorts. Stopped for a smoke and a look out over the South China Sea.

Ace.

**Uzbeck** · 27-04-2012, 07:46

Sitting on top of the Tor on the edge of the beach, looking out over Hell bay as the sun sets, cold beer in one hand, warm wench in the other....

I could also go on about the pleasures of several lengths of fine hemp rope and same warm wench but that goes beyond simple I fear...

**Brotherton Lad** · 27-04-2012, 08:35

Originally Posted by beagleboy

Sitting on the freshly mowed lawn of Casa del Beagleboy, cold VB in hand, sans family/humans, only the hound to keep me company. Azure blue sky and temp of 28C with just a slight sea breeze. Aaah, simple pleasures.

Ha! It's a breezy 35 degrees here in the blasted north. Cup of coffee and a bacon sarny, soaking up the sun with the patio doors bolted firmly shut. May even remove my balaclava soon and put my feet up.

**eodmatt** · 27-04-2012, 08:41

Just watching the ladies handball on tv, it gets me as horny as hell.

**CaptainPlume** · 27-04-2012, 09:25

Originally Posted by arby

Cold beer, biltong, rugby and sunshine.

When I go to hell, my torment will be warm ale, beef jerky, 'soccer' and rain.

As long as the Association Football is replaced by Rugby I can cope with both. My particular simple pleasure last weekend was with a good friend watching London Irish Amateurs win (& keeping an eye on the Sporting Life website to see the Pro side win) with several pints of Guinness & a large bag of droewors bought here...

This was the sweeter as I had escaped from a "playdate" with MasterPlume and friends at an indoor play centre which Dante could have conjured up for one of his circles of the Inferno.

**Monty417** · 27-04-2012, 12:22

Originally Posted by beagleboy

Sitting on the freshly mowed lawn of Casa del Beagleboy, cold VB in hand, sans family/humans, only the hound to keep me company. Azure blue sky and temp of 28C with just a slight sea breeze. Aaah, simple pleasures.

I'm with you there.

It's always best to send the missus away once she has mowed the lawn and brought the drinks out.

**vinniethemanxcat** · 27-04-2012, 19:09

Looking out the window in that cold white crap last year, and saying, if it isn't broke or an emergency, just stay in, get the paint out, with a long lunch/ beer break and the wood- burner chugging away with almost free heat.....

**Badger_Heed** · 27-04-2012, 19:38

An early summer morning stroll through the local countryside, with my loyal Springer at my feet, marvelling at the lack of man made noise intervention. No traffic noise, just the harmonious notes of songbirds.

Suddenly, as a startled rabbit sprints from the undergrowth next to my KSB clad feet, I boot it that hard a ribbon of intestine loops out of it's shattered pelvis.

I'm not exactly Kate Humblesque in my love of the countryside but I come a close second.