Waht fantastic guys, I would walk to the end of the earth for them, they can do no wrong in my eyes One of the best Corps in the British aRMY AND i WILL HAVE NOTHING SAID AGAINST THEM IN MY COMPANY, WILL DEFEND THEM TO THE HILT.
We're all cnuts, but then we're not here to make friends. I'm in to make sure people who are naughty get done, simples. Most of you seem to understand that after a few years in, but there are a minority who will never get it, usually those who feel 'hard done by'
As others have said, good and bad. I was walking home from 'an incident' in Hameln with blood running out of my snotter when an RMP rover pulled up in front of me. 'Here we go...' I thought, but all they did was give me a ride back to camp. On the other hand, a spooty teenage lance jack in Bosnia once told me to get my heels togther when I spoke to him - and all I'd done was go in to ask for some evidence bags. So some great blokes and some utter throbbers.
That was my era, I found if you talked to soldiers like human beings instead of roaring at them, you tended to get a lot more co-operation. That said, I've worked with some top notch colleagues but then again some complete w@nkers as well.
Despite having to leave my position early, under quite a large black cloud, and after being bust from lance jack and given an armed guard escort to HQ at the Olympic Stadium in Berlin, where I was placed under house arrest, I thoroughly enjoyed my time with them.
Good bunch of lads, and I was even invited back a couple of months later to a wedding. Which was nice.
For those serving with 247 around 1980 you will now know who I am.
I've done over 20 years in the army. My experiences of monkeys are giving me a lift back to camp after staggering up Queens Ave bladdered and doing armed overwatch while a mucker hosed some whores in Bosnia and I watched like the perverted cnut I am.. They also sorted my me out in double quick time when me mountain bike was robbed. Cnuts the lot of them.....................apparently.