Ok just reminising on my last 23 odd years out and about on different exercises and ops ive been on bringing back a few memories of the most moral boosting part when your a bit cold, hungry and pissed off when out of the blue you get more than the normal Rat pack. A couple of my most memorable moments are below..going to put them down in ink as my memories fading fast and wonders what was served up that made your day besides pussy pie. Everyones managed to stop and get a quick Snelly at times but there are the exceptional ones. ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________1) After doing our third CV12 Power pack lift without stopping over a 48 hour period when I was FRG out in BATUS we were just finishing when we got another CASREP for another Challenger Pack as they were all heading to the lieger area for the start of maint day. Being chin strapped from no kip we headed off to the lieger area throwing a few boil in the bags in the BV to scoff when we got a spare minute, the Q Man telling us he would meet us there with the new CV12. We got there and having quickly inspected it saw it needed changing so started prepping to lift when the Q Man turns up in his rover with the CV12 on the back of the truck. We decided that it was time for some quick scran so headed to the back of the Warrior to get our boil in the bags when he told us to wait out a few and check the back of the rover. Inside there were around 6 Norgies with Steak, Mushrooms, Chips with Gateaux strawberries and cream for dessert, after 3 weeks on the Prairie it was like ******* heaven and well worth the couple of slabs of beer he gave the chefs back in Crowfoot to sort his lads out. _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________2) On the Flats coming back from Poland we managed to find a few slabs of beer to keep us going whilst looking after all the armoured vehicles on the train when we got held up for around 18 hours North of Berlin in sidings and supplies were getting low. After five or six hours of sat in the carriage we spotted an old German couple get a puncture and spin off the road about half a click up the road so myself and a couple of lads went up and helped change the wheel and made sure they were ok and they went on there way to their cottage up the road. About four hours later his Son turned up who owned the local pub with a shit load of beer and a whole Roast Hog for the 20 odd of us to enjoy for our troubles...hence to say the Rat packs with the bruised apples, stale sausage rolls (with no meat in) were not required. _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________Final one as done many a time in BATUS we needed some hard standing and to get a Final Drive for one of the HVMs that went tits up so towed it around 20 Kms to the furthest gate you could get to on the Prairie (Gate 12 springs to mind) where a different Q Man met us with the new final drive. Same thing was on around D-18 so well into the Med Man so a bit fed up with burger and beans etc we had been scoffing the previous few weeks so was awesome when he brought out a load of nice hot pizzas. As an old crusty Artisan i will never slate those who went artificer as the good ones might not get their hands dirty but definately know how to look after the lads to keep morale going when needed.Apologies about the way its set out it wouldnt let me do paragraphs...its not just because Im a thick Artisan.