Following a conversation earlier today between myself and the human blimp known as MDN, it came to light that between the two of us we had gotten away with so many misdemeanors during our time in that there must be an absolute avalanche of unsolved incidents when you take the entire Corps into account. In order that you may all go to Heaven, I am now prepared to hear your confessions and grant you admonishment. I'll get the ball rolling John GR, it was me that drove the Sultan into the 4 tonner in the Marsden at 662 in Soest and then legged it, locking MT behind me, soz mate; I just wanted to play MTO 3 Regt, it was me that reversed into the posties lannie when I was duty wheels and then abused the fact that I was an MT NCO to go to MT, mix some dirt with some IRR paint and touch up the bit on the tow bar where that I had trashed the front of the other lannie with Chas F, it was me and Carl W**b that set fire to the cam net store. We wanted to see what a TFlash would do if buried under a load of dry nets Bats, it was mine and Ollie Kemps (RIP) fault that the fenestron on the Gaz got trashed and was not in fact a shredded tyre on the Diablo. We were racing with the tractors and went down a pothole. We just trashed the tyre afterwards to cover it up QM 665. The big hole between the two end rooms on the first floor of the accom at Slipper City was me and Roy G. We wanted a serving hatch. OC 662 circa 1992, the charge you admonished me for when the dispatch rider was injured (broken finger and broken Armstrong, no major dilemmas) on ex due to my wagon âsliding down the hill on loose wet mudâ was actually b0llocks. I reversed over him because I forgot to get out and look behind me. We had served together on Granby and made the story up. SSM 662 circa move from Soest to Wattisham. The pictures of the Gazelle over NI didnât get lost in the move, MT nicked them, I still have one of them on the wall at home. I'm sure there are loads more that will come to mind Confess away.