AlienFTM
MIA
When we arrived in Paderborn, straight off the bus from Gütersloh and the air trooping flight. I'd done short tours of Omagh (end of an 18 monther),Tidworth, UNFICYP and Tidworth again). Posted to a new troop, I found myself in a room with my old mucker. Let's call him Tom, for that was his name.The whole of your post was poetic.
But this bit made me cry.
Right Tom. You were in Falling Barstool (before Omagh). Show me the legendary sights of the inside of a German pub.
Lesson number 1 of drinking in Germany, young padowan. Make your bed. You'll be rat-ársed when you get back.
Any fool know that.