I've searched and can't find any specific threads devoted to this so thought this should get a few going. There must be thousands, every unit, every man and it's gerbil must have a story. I know the Soldier had a good one stating that the army would be going metric and the 9/12th Lancers would be the 0.75 Lancers while the 13/18th Hussars would be the 0.722222222222222222222222222 Hussars. I was block senior on the Hak and a neighbour grabbed me on the stairs which wasn't bad but she told me that the army was banning smoking in married quarters. I don't think I'd twigged what day it was but then the penny dropped. She was desperate and had smoked herself half to death worrying about it. A Sunday duty, I hate Sunday duties, see sparky I got them as well. At least we realised what the day was so half the regiment was dragged up to supposedly clean their gats. Can't remember who the duty sergeant was, big guy, REME, not Tiny but big and I mean big, Gav sounds familiar, could be wrong. Duty sergeant disappeared to where duty sergeants only know, hoped that 5 Heavy's RSM would jump out on him. He got flattened before, another REME, that could have been Tiny. So left on my own with the duty driver and the phone goes. "This is the ADC of some fcuking bigwig" He didn't say that but I've forgotten who it was "I'm ringing to confirm that fcuking bigwig will be picked up tomorrow" Looked out to blue skies and quite a nice day except that I was on duty and it was Sunday and it was April 1st and I was getting suspicious. He went on about wanting to confirm but I told him still politely that it wasn't fcuking Hertz Rental and I couldn't actually ask the pilot as I didn't know who he was and the bweather was fine here and it was nice to know it was snowing in Munchinggladbits. So I finally got rid of the ADC or whatever the fcuk he was, I was only half sure it was ca wind up but something told me to be careful. The following morning we woke up to snow. Not Polish pigeon fancier crushing amounts or Bavarian Lidl amounts but a good dusting. The duty driver was despatched to push the snow around with the totally inadequate snowplough on the tractor. It was who got bored first the snow or the duty driver. Later that day I was informed that the ADC had complimented me on my telephone manner and whether the fcuking bigwig got picked up, I don't know and I don't care. So a warning I think, I almost, really almost told him to fcuk off.