I have many memories of being in the TA and these are mainly of the characters I served with. We used to have a West Indian guy called Clem who was a one man walking disaster area. The stories about Clem in my unit were legion - every man jack had a story about him. One of my favourites occurred about 25 years ago, the platoon were literally driving out of the main gate of the TAC en route for a weekend FTX when we saw Clem running down the road with two Tesco carrier bags in his hands. The four tonner stopped and I, as platoon sergeant, jumped over the tailgate (Oh! To be able to do that today!) and screamed at Clem that he had 5 minutes to get changed into uniform while I sorted his kit out. I went into the platoon store and gathered up Clemâs webbing, sleeping bag, steel helmet, digging tool, mess tins and respirator but when it came to his NBC suit there wasnât one on the shelf. Taking a brand new suit still vacuum wrapped from a box - I threw the lot angrily at Clem who had by now arrived half dressed and out of breath. We arrived at the training area and began to dig to Stage 2. I shared a trench with the PC and the platoon radio operator (totally bad practice I know). A little later in the day we were ordered to move to an increased NBC state â consequently the word was passed around the platoon to don NBC suits. Clem was sharing a fire trench with Pedlar Palmer about 30 metres directly to our front. As we dressed we watched Clem take the brand new NBC suit out of larry large pack. He tore open the inner and outer plastic bags and removed the contents, which were a pair of NBC over trousers. Clem put these on and crossed and tied the braces in the prescribed manner. Not surprisingly Clem, being Clem, was a little slower getting ready than the rest of the platoon, and he now had a bit of an audience watching his every move. He removed the second sealed packet from his large pack and ripped the bags open. Clem now pulled the contents on over his head and this is where the fun startedâ¦ Unfortunately Clem had not been issued with a NBC suit but in fact two pairs of over trousers. He logically assumed that as the first package contained NBC trousers the second package must contain the smock. We were now treated to the spectacle of Clem trying to put a pair of trousers on over his head â he forced one arm down each trouser leg and was desperately trying to find some form of opening (the hood) in the crutch of the trousers and almost forced his head through the material. This struggle went on for a couple of minutes and by this time the whole platoon were p***ing themselves with laughter, particularly when Clem took the trousers off his head, studied them carefully, turned them around and then tried to put them back on again! This struggle went on for several minutes The PC was on his very first weekend with the platoon and despite my protestations, he refused to believe that this pantomime hadn't been engineered for his benefit! As I said, there are dozens of stories about Clem involving such things Grenades, the 120mm MOBAT, Flamenco Dancing, DIY tailoring of Number Two Dress, Impersonating an officer and many many more. But the real point of this post is this - does every TA unit have a Clem? If so what stories have you got about your one?