Given my last topic took off with all the aeronautical characteristics of a heavy brick, ("Unintended Consequences," don't read - it will only ruin an almost perfect non-event), I have high hopes that we might make high single figures with this one. I've done a search and although the odd barking box of spanners gets a mention I haven't seen a dedicated thread to that marvellous national treasure; the Eccentric, specifically Army eccentrics. Most Army eccentrics are thought of as loony RSM's, obsessed with locking up inanimate objects, family members or animals, or relics from Colonial days when they ruled 2.3m square miles of the Sudan with nothing more than a teapot, a good forward defensive stroke and the right attitude. We've all come accross others though and I'd like to record some here, just for posterity and for the deluge of readers who have been waiting all morning for something to comment on in which we've all been bit players to the stars of the show.................... Years ago I met a Cavalry Officer, which anyway gets us off to flying start, who really was over the edge. His hobby was to inflate met balloons, tie them to his waist and scale buildings by his fingertips given his near weightless state. Such activities have since been made famous by the Darwin Awards but I think this one surprisingly beat the odds and survived. On one Op Banner tour, a particularly strict, robust but short BW RSM caught the attention of his Jocks in an unusual way. Not for him carrying a rifle and trying to look like A.N. Jock. When travelling with the CO to an incident he would jump out of his vehicle, leave the protection thing to the signallers and walk up and down the street with his Browning on his waist and his pace stick, in a camouflage material sleeve, pointing and waving at poor fire positions or dress of the unfortunate Jocks on the cordon. No lights on there then.... I heard the just the other day of a 13/18th officer who was definately a few Brady's short of a bunch. This man had a pristine, labelled and documented Lego collection in his room. Lego FFS! Subsequently transferred to the RLC apparently. One well known Gunner officer of 70's/80's vintage was on a shoot and when one of the guns looked down to see a square hole in his wellies just where his big toe would be, he asked, "******, what are the holes in your wellies for?" He replied with utmost sincerity, "to let the water out, obviously." any more................?