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Slow March - Now what was that all about?

Pteranadon

LE
Book Reviewer
Did he get them all to dress to the right?


No this one

Lord David Dundas the composer and descendent of the C18th politician ennobled as the earl of Zetland is no relation to General David Dundas the some of a Scottish merchant and Commander in Chief of the forces 1809-1811.
 
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spins

Old-Salt
Try marching in quick time to My Home or the Highland Cradle Song, it just doesn’t work out......
A bit slow with the reply HLD DMR but how about this:
A quick (ish) march to a slow march tune

As a 'piper' I've tried it. its tricky...
 

Brotherton Lad

LE
Kit Reviewer
Yep, but, for the record, I'm not one of the pipers. Nowhere near good enough, didn't start until I was 56. 8 years ago.

Thanks.

As an aside I was 2IC at ATR Glencorse many moons ago. I also ran the cross country team and we won the Army Minor Units Cup. There was a protest that I'd fielded a Private soldier but I said he was on Phase 3 training as a Piper and not a recruit.

Nor a member of the Permanent Staff, which may have been the issue. It's a long time ago.

We kept the trophy.
 
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KnockKnock

Old-Salt
Returning to my thread starter, during the early morning march in Malaya, thought by the fresh out from UK sergeant to so smarten us up. We were also lined up under an open shed with a rusty corrugated tin roof (rather like a bicycle shed). Shoulder arms was shouted, and those Lee Enfields amongst the guys 6ft and more crashed up into the metal above showering us all with rusty particles. As I said before, that was the end of early morning marching, for us National Service bods.
 
Returning to my thread starter, during the early morning march in Malaya, thought by the fresh out from UK sergeant to so smarten us up. We were also lined up under an open shed with a rusty corrugated tin roof (rather like a bicycle shed). Shoulder arms was shouted, and those Lee Enfields amongst the guys 6ft and more crashed up into the metal above showering us all with rusty particles. As I said before, that was the end of early morning marching, for us National Service bods.
Slope Arms maybe ?
 
Got spammed for Mayors escort duty on Freedom of the city parade when I was based at Ripon.

We had to slow march him from his office down the cobbles to the cathedral.

No other reason than he liked to lollygag along in the sun and probably didn't want to get too much of a sweat on wearing all his bling and his fancy bonnet.

And the Corps band belting out tunes like 'Mambo No 5' and the Austin Powers theme tune as the regiment marched past, so ally :thumleft:
 

AlienFTM

MIA
Book Reviewer
Returning to my thread starter, during the early morning march in Malaya, thought by the fresh out from UK sergeant to so smarten us up. We were also lined up under an open shed with a rusty corrugated tin roof (rather like a bicycle shed). Shoulder arms was shouted, and those Lee Enfields amongst the guys 6ft and more crashed up into the metal above showering us all with rusty particles. As I said before, that was the end of early morning marching, for us National Service bods.
Reminded of Part 1 Orders at the Computer Centre, Worthy Down.

There will be an RSM's Parade Wednesday, DD MMM YY at 0800 on the Drill Square if raining in the Drill Shed.

I considered ducking it because I knew it wouldn't be raining in the Drill Shed, but the RSM didn't like me anyway, cos by bringing Cavalry style and panache to the party, I made his full timers look scruffy, so I didnt.

But that, children, demonstrates the importance of correct punctuation.
 

Gout Man

LE
Book Reviewer
For pokey drill. It always used make me snigger watching the Provo give 3 or 4 “change step”s to the SUS, who invariably anticipated another one, and changed step when they weren’t supposed to and about fell over when the Provo gave another one one step later. Every time :)

Moral of the story - don’t get caught :)
With the tin hat going wibble wobble, and falling over his face. It was funny, amazing what punishments were given out back then, apparantly barracks don’t have cells any more, incredible.
 

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