Remembrance

#4
And you didn't 'laugh out loud' when you typed that...

...did you? Eh? EH? Why I oughta...:shakefist:
 
#5
I'll be rolling past the Cenotaph.

Square away the textspeak desmond, after 430 posts you should know it's not acceptable on ARRSE.
 
#6
It will be the first time on parade for our new branch of the RBL. Some numpty volunteered to be Standard Bearer and is now beginning to wish he hadn't! It's also the first time the Legion has provided the Parade Marshall.

We will remember them.
 
#8
He was getting old and paunchy
And his hair was falling fast,
And he sat around the Legion,
Telling stories of the past.

Of a war that he once fought in
And the deeds that he had done,
In his exploits with his buddies;
They were heroes, every one.

And 'tho sometimes to his neighbors
His tales became a joke,
All his buddies listened quietly
For they knew where of he spoke.

But we'll hear his tales no longer,
For ol' Bob has passed away,
And the world's a little poorer
For a Soldier died today.

He won't be mourned by many,
Just his children and his wife.
For he lived an ordinary,
Very quiet sort of life.

He held a job and raised a family,
Going quietly on his way;
And the world won't note his passing,
'tho a Soldier died today.

When politicians leave this earth,
Their bodies lie in state,
While thousands note their passing,
And proclaim that they were great.


Papers tell of their life stories
From the time that they were young,
But the passing of a Soldier
Goes unnoticed, and unsung.

Is the greatest contribution
To the welfare of our land,
Some jerk who breaks his promise
And cons his fellow man?

Or the ordinary fellow
Who in times of war and strife,
Goes off to serve his country
And offers up his life?

The politician's stipend
And the style in which he lives,
Are often disproportionate,
To the service that he gives.

While the ordinary Soldier,
Who offered up his all,
Is paid off with a medal
And perhaps a pension, small.


It is not the politicians
With their compromise and ploys,
Who won for us the freedom
That our country now enjoys.

Should you find yourself in danger,
With your enemies at hand,
Would you really want some cop-out,
With his ever waffling stand?

Or would you want a Soldier--
His home, his country, his kin,
Just a common Soldier,
Who would fight until the end.

He was just a common Soldier,
And his ranks are growing thin,
But his presence should remind us
We may need his like again.

For when countries are in conflict,
We find the Soldier's part,
Is to clean up all the troubles
That the politicians start.

If we cannot do him honour
While he's here to hear the praise,
Then at least let's give him homage
At the ending of his days.

Perhaps just a simply headline
In the paper that might say:

"OUR COUNTRY IS IN MOURNING,
A SOLDIER DIED TODAY."
 

ugly

LE
Moderator
#10
I'll be rolling past the Cenotaph.

Square away the textspeak desmond, after 430 posts you should know it's not acceptable on ARRSE.
I call Dingerr as crated after today on Radio 4!
 

ugly

LE
Moderator
#12
I actually only heard him but named and shamed was enough, I was driving away from our local parade with Radio 4 on in the car. I would usually stop for a swift half but far too many national defence medal types and I'd promised my oldest lad we would do a quick round of clays.
 
#13
I was in London today at Cenotaph despite Southeastern trains' engineering works (why this Sunday?) Very special. Loved it when WO1 Bill Mott OBE told the plods to get out the way

Yesterday I was at the War Widows wreath laying, great pipe band though not sure who they were
 
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blindfire

Guest
#14
I was in London today at Cenotaph despite Southeastern trains' engineering works (why this Sunday?) Very special. Loved it when WO1 Bill Mott OBE told the plods to get out the way

Yesterday I was at the War Widows wreath laying, great pipe band though not sure who they were

maybe something to do with the fact that life and work goes on?
 
#15
I don't think a media whore should be crated.

A lot of people came to speak to me, must have been the uniform and not the animal magnetism. At one point a WW2 SAS veteran with a chest full of medals, was talking to me, I was absolutely gobsmacked to meet someone you normally only read about.

It was amusing to see a a Guards WO1 be caught out though (and I don't mean in a nasty way); As we approached the Cenotaph we could hear the step being called, as we neared I realised it was the aforementioned WO1 he looked at me and it seemed he was at a bit of a loss, he just said "crack on mate". i guess wheelchair drill isn't in the drill manual.

A truely awesome and humbling occasion.
 
#16
A character from a Mcnab book turned up at our cenotaph. Doc Martin boots, stone washed light blue jeans, black bomber jacket and a dodgy haircut.......

Interesting looking character. Think he has read one too many 14 int related books! Atleast he was there though!
 
#17
He was getting old and paunchy
And his hair was falling fast,
And he sat around the Legion,
Telling stories of the past.

Of a war that he once fought in
And the deeds that he had done,
In his exploits with his buddies;
They were heroes, every one.

And 'tho sometimes to his neighbors
His tales became a joke,
All his buddies listened quietly
For they knew where of he spoke.

But we'll hear his tales no longer,
For ol' Bob has passed away,
And the world's a little poorer
For a Soldier died today.

He won't be mourned by many,
Just his children and his wife.
For he lived an ordinary,
Very quiet sort of life.

He held a job and raised a family,
Going quietly on his way;
And the world won't note his passing,
'tho a Soldier died today.

When politicians leave this earth,
Their bodies lie in state,
While thousands note their passing,
And proclaim that they were great.


Papers tell of their life stories
From the time that they were young,
But the passing of a Soldier
Goes unnoticed, and unsung.

Is the greatest contribution
To the welfare of our land,
Some jerk who breaks his promise
And cons his fellow man?

Or the ordinary fellow
Who in times of war and strife,
Goes off to serve his country
And offers up his life?

The politician's stipend
And the style in which he lives,
Are often disproportionate,
To the service that he gives.

While the ordinary Soldier,
Who offered up his all,
Is paid off with a medal
And perhaps a pension, small.


It is not the politicians
With their compromise and ploys,
Who won for us the freedom
That our country now enjoys.

Should you find yourself in danger,
With your enemies at hand,
Would you really want some cop-out,
With his ever waffling stand?

Or would you want a Soldier--
His home, his country, his kin,
Just a common Soldier,
Who would fight until the end.

He was just a common Soldier,
And his ranks are growing thin,
But his presence should remind us
We may need his like again.

For when countries are in conflict,
We find the Soldier's part,
Is to clean up all the troubles
That the politicians start.

If we cannot do him honour
While he's here to hear the praise,
Then at least let's give him homage
At the ending of his days.

Perhaps just a simply headline
In the paper that might say:

"OUR COUNTRY IS IN MOURNING,
A SOLDIER DIED TODAY."
Cunt owed me a tenner mind! :)
 
#18
Amazed by our Service today. The usual moaning minnie confined himself to a factual account of the Unknown Soldier, while a visting preacher produced a stunner of a "reflection" using words from Henry Metelmann - certainly the first time a Panzer soldiers words have graced our Kirk ! - and a description of the TA leaving Uist and Harris in September '39, complete with recording of gaelic hymn singing. Genuinely moved me to tears.

...as did the standard of the RBL on parade afterwards. Fair play to the old boys but the Parade Commander was about to march us off without laying the wreaths, until reminded by the minister. Time to hand over the lead to the Cadets, methinks, RBL to fall in behind, making best speed thereafter and forget trying to do Drill.

All in all, a memorable service tho. Well done Central Scotalnd's Finest for blocking the main road while we paraded an'all.
 
#19
I don't think a media whore should be crated.

A lot of people came to speak to me, must have been the uniform and not the animal magnetism. At one point a WW2 SAS veteran with a chest full of medals, was talking to me, I was absolutely gobsmacked to meet someone you normally only read about.

It was amusing to see a a Guards WO1 be caught out though (and I don't mean in a nasty way); As we approached the Cenotaph we could hear the step being called, as we neared I realised it was the aforementioned WO1 he looked at me and it seemed he was at a bit of a loss, he just said "crack on mate". i guess wheelchair drill isn't in the drill manual.

A truely awesome and humbling occasion.
Dingerr

Sorry not to come and say hello but this was my first time in the parade and I didn't want to go wandering off from my lot. Plus it was all getting a bit tense with mixed instructions over our side.

Hope you had a good day mate.
 

ugly

LE
Moderator
#20
I don't think a media whore should be crated.

A lot of people came to speak to me, must have been the uniform and not the animal magnetism. At one point a WW2 SAS veteran with a chest full of medals, was talking to me, I was absolutely gobsmacked to meet someone you normally only read about.

It was amusing to see a a Guards WO1 be caught out though (and I don't mean in a nasty way); As we approached the Cenotaph we could hear the step being called, as we neared I realised it was the aforementioned WO1 he looked at me and it seemed he was at a bit of a loss, he just said "crack on mate". i guess wheelchair drill isn't in the drill manual.

A truely awesome and humbling occasion.
Nice to see you about though, wife was impressed too. Have you put on weight recently?
 

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