Was the chapter on Masturbation in your issue? Seems to have been removed from the 21st Century editionsThere was some good gen in that book (I had an old 2nd hand copy from 1950's I think). A pity about the connotations of the title. On the whole scouts organisation was a good thing. Pity about the perverts but wasn't aware of them at the time.
This is the worst poem I've ever read. It doesn't even rhyme.Been going on for decades chaps.
Green Beret me. Pure nails.
Venture Scouts 1968-1972.
Little did I know I'd end up on That Balcony.
Painting me Nan's window frames.
Don't want to say much more.
Yomped Rannoch Moor with 5 kilos in howling ( gentle summer ) winds.
I'd reckon a whole 50 feet from the van anyway.
Flint fired up a few fires in my time.
My lads got 3 sausages. ( now behave).
Scout Master was a total nonce.
Never came near me....he just got "that sideways look".
However, he managed to entice two young Sixers up to his bit around the corner for some stamp collecting ruse.
Tried it on, they got out, reported to their Dad what I'd reported for a few years.
Dad comes around, got in, and belted the living feck out the wee shit.
Ended in A&E
He resigned and moved.
Entirely possible to see her not only naked but getting jiggy since 2012...
I still have a very old copy. The section concerning masturbation is entitled 'Continence'. It makes reference to the solo arts as 'beastliness'. Pure Billy Bunter.Was the chapter on Masturbation in your issue? Seems to have been removed from the 21st Century editions