One thread got me thinking. The “What’s your poison?” thread had me reminiscing about happy days, happy moments followed by what do I usually day-dream about. This can be dreamt up at your desk, in your maggot, getting a bollocking from the CO without coffee or in mid-stride when you’re too near the vinegar strokes. THIS ALSO ASSUMES YOU’VE WON THE Lottery. So here’s a new post – the “What would I like?” post. Let’s keep it nice ‘n happy and not let it descend into the name-calling of late by certain w*****s, sorry, people. In no particular order; Biltong – masses of it as it never last long enough in this household. A massive BBQ with a select crew including a few Arrsers – you know who you are. On the menu; Potato salad made by Jack Koch, ribs by any Afrikaners and they can bring the Boerwurst, burgers by me, Kimchee to Arrse’s recipe, baked tatties and real garlic bread. Barrels of real Ale, a Bavarian Weiss bier, white wine and raspberry ‘n vodka jelly-shots. At a safe distance some clay-pigeon shooting and a converted .303 to fire .22s. A GPMG with tracers hidden away on a secret range for those who know and ain’t silly. Dudhill to acts as range master and kick buffoons. To sit with my old man fishing in a boat in the wilds of Canada… catching nothing, usually, but enjoying each other’s company and the hip-flask I brought. I did exactly that once and want it again. To throw the five daughters in the pool, sip G&Ts in the setting sun and watch the b-in-law preparing a proper Carib BBQ. Sneak off for one of those interesting “Jamaican cigars” that seem to have Roy giggling. Do a HALO… never done one, always static. Have TSO tuned into the remote control. Go to the Bierfest in Munich with the gang. Invite some Arrsers /Walts I don’t like to the above BBQ and then have them turned away by security. It’s a long walk back to Vancouver from the Indian Arm. Ride the horse (RIP) out on the chaparral in Vernon, British Columbia. … I could go on for ages.