Builds New Group build commencing 16th January 2022

Smeggers

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Ok troops, new build has started - let's get on with if!
 

Daz

LE
Not helped by the appointment of Clark - green and a bit of a glory hunter: he was supposed to wheel right and get stuck into the Gustav Line from the rear to force an opening the ground-down frontal assaulters could finally exploit and push through. Instead, disobeying direct orders, he wheeled left and headed north to "take" Rome for a bit of prestige. I say "take" in inverted commas because enemy combatants had long since bugged out, recognising that there was no strategic advantage to be gained from trying to hold the city. It would just be a collossal waste of trained men and expensive materiel that could be (and was) better employed in the mountains to the north.
In the W at W episode 'Tough Old Gut', Clark comes across (to me) as a right arrogant p****. If he was German, Hitler would have had him shot for what he did.
 

Andy Bear

Clanker
We are the D-Day Dodgers,
Out in Italy,
Always on the vino,
Always on the spree.
Eighth Army skivers and their tanks,
We go to war in ties like swanks.
For we are the D-Day Dodgers,
In sunny Italy.
2. We landed at Salerno,
A holiday with pay.
Jerry brought his bands out
To cheer us on his way,
Showed us the sights and gave us tea,
We all sang songs, the beer was free.
For we are the D-Day Dodgers,
The lads that D-Day dodged.
3. Palermo and Cassino
Were taken in our stride,
We did not go to fight there,
We just went for the ride.
Anzio and Sangro are just names,
We only went to look for dames,
For we are the D-Day Dodgers,
In sunny Italy.
4. On our way to Florence,
We had a lovely time,
We drove a bus from Rimini,
Right through the Gothic Line,
Then to Bologna we did go,
And went bathing in the River Po,
For we are the D-Day Dodgers,
The lads that D-Day dodged.
5. We hear the boys in France
Are going home on leave,
After six months service
Such a shame they're not relieved.
And we're told to carry on a few more years,
Because our wives don't shed no tears.
For we are the D-Day Dodgers,
Out in sunny Italy.
6. Once we had a "blue light"
That we were going home,
Back to dear old Blighty,
Never more to roam.
Then someone whispered: 'In France we'll fight,'
We said: 'Not that, we'll just sit tight,'
For we are the D-Day Dodgers,
The lads that D-Day dodged.
7. Dear Lady Astor,
You think you know alot,
Standing on a platform
And talking tommy rot.
Dear England's sweetheart and her pride,
We think your mouth is much too wide
From the D-Day Dodgers,
Out in sunny Italy.
8. Look around the hillsides,
Through the mist and rain,
See the scattered crosses,
Some that bear no name.
Heartbreak and toil and suffering gone,
The lads beneath, they slumber on.
They are the D-Day Dodgers,
Who'll stay in Italy.
Alan Whicker despised Astor for her slur on the blokes in Italy.
My Dad was KRRC in Italy. Landed at Anzio (not just him, he had some help). A nicer bloke you couldn't wish to meet, but he hated Astor with a passion too. Mark Clark came a close second. We played 'D-Day Dodgers' at his funeral. A couple of years later I drove to visit Anzio and Monte Cassino as a small tribute to 'the Dodgers'. Very sobering.
 
We are the D-Day Dodgers,
Out in Italy,
Always on the vino,
Always on the spree.
Eighth Army skivers and their tanks,
We go to war in ties like swanks.
For we are the D-Day Dodgers,
In sunny Italy.
2. We landed at Salerno,
A holiday with pay.
Jerry brought his bands out
To cheer us on his way,
Showed us the sights and gave us tea,
We all sang songs, the beer was free.
For we are the D-Day Dodgers,
The lads that D-Day dodged.
3. Palermo and Cassino
Were taken in our stride,
We did not go to fight there,
We just went for the ride.
Anzio and Sangro are just names,
We only went to look for dames,
For we are the D-Day Dodgers,
In sunny Italy.
4. On our way to Florence,
We had a lovely time,
We drove a bus from Rimini,
Right through the Gothic Line,
Then to Bologna we did go,
And went bathing in the River Po,
For we are the D-Day Dodgers,
The lads that D-Day dodged.
5. We hear the boys in France
Are going home on leave,
After six months service
Such a shame they're not relieved.
And we're told to carry on a few more years,
Because our wives don't shed no tears.
For we are the D-Day Dodgers,
Out in sunny Italy.
6. Once we had a "blue light"
That we were going home,
Back to dear old Blighty,
Never more to roam.
Then someone whispered: 'In France we'll fight,'
We said: 'Not that, we'll just sit tight,'
For we are the D-Day Dodgers,
The lads that D-Day dodged.
7. Dear Lady Astor,
You think you know alot,
Standing on a platform
And talking tommy rot.
Dear England's sweetheart and her pride,
We think your mouth is much too wide
From the D-Day Dodgers,
Out in sunny Italy.
8. Look around the hillsides,
Through the mist and rain,
See the scattered crosses,
Some that bear no name.
Heartbreak and toil and suffering gone,
The lads beneath, they slumber on.
They are the D-Day Dodgers,
Who'll stay in Italy.
Alan Whicker despised Astor for her slur on the blokes in Italy.
Lady Astor always denied using the term. She also had a nephew fighting in Italy at the time I believe.
 

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