No, really, what a laugh CommEx was. Inspections in the morning, seeing blokes running to him to explain their deficiencies. Knowing it would be you next!!!
Or of course running around the training area as a det complete with 1500W, crypto in hand bags and det folder.
Could never happen today. Health and saftey and all the rest of that crap!
Anyone remember the crags run? Running under that little stone bridge at the bottom of the hill, past ethelburga's. Then straight up a 45 to 50 degree slope all covered in mud and drenched. Then back to the college with a log/bergan on your back?
The crag runs were part of Harrogates appeal. If you done it in reverse (turn right out of camp, then next right and down to the crag), once you finished the crag you'd be surprised how much energy you could muster as you ran past ethelbergers.
One of my intake was MD'd after a crags run - the PTI (bloke with a lisp- sounded like he made model trains) told this lad to take his glasses off, as he didn't want to be seen in public with him (in all fairness they were massive 'Deidre Barlows'). The fact that 'bins' couldn't see past his eyelashes didn't deter the bloke.
Anyway there we were, down the crags 'happily' doing the normal stuff, press ups in the river etc (press ups in water make you fitter than the other dry kind) when bins ran under the bridge, completely unable to see the barbed wire that everybody else had just ducked under.
One pierced eyeball later bins' glorious military career is cut short as is the PTI's posting.
Cheers bins - my life became fractionally better when that sadistic bar steward was posted (although strangely he came back about 8 months later).
Does anybody remember Bettys (the pub, not the teashop) and Fat Lisa (never been there, but I know plenty who have!)