Heh... My brother lives in Wan Chai now...
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Does anyone remember The Speakeasy in Kowloon ?
Used to be run by a Brian Nolan from Liverpool. Red Lips bar, Bedside Bar, White Hart pub ? :cool: Bum boat back from HK island to Kowloon after Star Ferry had gone to bed ? :eek: Detachments are not what they used to be....... |
Rickshaw races from the Brit Club to Bugis St
The toilets in the centre of Bugis Keema roti at the Tengah village macan stalls after a night in the General/Tengah bars The shift of 8 bods on the early part of a night out paying to watch a 'dirty film' in downtown HongKong and ending up on the 6th floor of a block of flats watching a cine 8 movie in the bedroom with the chinamans family of ten sitting in the room next door Downtown in HongKong after a mess dining in night still in mess dress and 5 of us getting back to mess just in time for saturday lunch drinks next day Watching a Wessex trying to take off at Sharjah after we had just loaded the cabin with crates of beer and stim for the guys up country, blades fully coned up no lift, AQM throw off crates until the kite manages to lift off Cant remember the number of times that we sang 'Leaving on a jet plane' at gozhome doos at the Sharjah YMCA, rugby, football, Kunja clubs The open air cinema at Sharjah, must have seen a film every 2 nights during the tour there Handed an SLR and 2 loaded mags for a weekend trip to Firq/Saiq, first time used no instruction Back seat ride in a Jag t/bird along the East German border, amazed at the number of rocket sites along the way, and finding out that I would need a bit of practice to be a pilot Deci rounabout parties and Sqn handover nights/fights in the Nuraghe Club Punch up between an OC 'Crusader Sqn' Jags and a taking over OC NAS Harriers in the Deci O's block over the burning of said OC NAS hat and the use of the block piano. A good night had by all, plenty of Oxygen used prior to next days sorties. When being on Nimrods meant eastabouts, westabouts, Mardets, dets to Lajes, Ascension, FIs, Capetown, all over US, Puerto Rico, Curacao, Greenwood, Summerside, Comox, Toronto, Gander, Kef, Bodo, Andoya, Nimes, Valkenberg, Nordhorn, Gib, Malta, Cyprus, Sardinia, Sigonella, Bahrein, Doha, Seeb, Diego Garcia, India, Columbo, Gan, Tengah, Butterworth, NZ and Australia to name a few + add in different air shows. |
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Limassol wine festivals |
Gainsey, that proves you must have had a good time!
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2/6 pence was the entrance fee last time time I went.
That price included a small glass and an empty small bottle. The drill was to go to one of the stands pour a taster into your glass and when you find one you like , hand over your bottle to be filled with your choice.Then a stroll round the park with a kebab until you needed a refill. Always keep your last bottle for the taxi ride home. |
Compo sausages.... lovely!
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Compo sausages.... lovely! Followed by Cheese possessed! However I really remember buying hamburgers in the Bamboo Bay Restaurant in Regents Street West Belize City and feeding them to the catfish in the river under the verranda.
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You know... I can't believe we have come this far into the thread and, having had the recurring theme of smells, not have had anyone mention some of the more "succulent" things about the Belize City Market.
Ahhh... The Belize City Market... It was something of a right of passage for each new chap. Here follows a few "snapshots"...
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Dick had a brainectomy at Cranwell. Took 20 mins- not much to remove.:ok:
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Oh Noooo.... So you are saying that the phrase:-
Dick B***** before he dicks you has real meaning... :E |
he now likes to be called Dickie. Knew him when he was just Bucko when we were both on the OCU in the early eighties. Fine chap:cool:
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And still on 33 Sqn!
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I remember in the Cinema At Airport Camp in Belize watching the uncut version of Dogs of War. When the Merc Climbs in and swims to the swing bridge to open it, the corus of groans and moans was deafing.:yuk:
Or rushing back from work to get out of camp as being out on the streets during "curfew" was "strickly forbidden". The army weren't allowed out of camp, the RAF spent the hours of the "curfew" locked in Raul's or one of the other dens of pleasure.:E |
And still on 33 Sqn! I remember an ongoing argument with him over the effectiveness of a door mounted GPMG. The first time we fired on it was on a sea range so apart from the high number of splashes it really isn't all that impressive. He said that the door mount was a toy and I argued it's effectiveness from an ex-rock's experience and the fact you have the benefit of shooting down on your enemy. The second time we fired it was a sea range too... He still claimed it was a toy and I still tried to tell him that he wasn't seeing it's true power. The last time we fired it was over land with fig. 11 and 12 targets. I'll never forget his face the first time we brought fire to bear over land. The rounds kicked up all manner of dirt, rocks and ripped the undergrowth to pieces. After a nice 20-30 round burst you could see the world of sh1t you had just brought down accurately on a small area around a target. But I remember most what he said, (simply because getting Dick to back down was almost as hard as getting me to... :O ). "You were right Ginge... that's quite impressive"... Then there was the time he came bowling in the 33 crew room and says to the Sqn Ldr he's about to go flying with "Sir, is there something you know that I don't" only to be greeted with the reply "Dick, there's an awful lot I know that you don't"... :D But the best one ever was in the Sgt's Mess at some "do". All the crewmen are stood in a circle with the customary beer. Some have their wives and Dick is there having just returned from 2 months in Belize. Niel E****'s wife Sue was pregnant when he left and had had the baby while he was in Belize. She's stood there in her best party frock across the circle from Dick who pipes up "So, Sue, when are you due?". That was a silence you could have cut with a knife. Everyone cringed and looked to see what her reaction would be. She started to scowl and looked at Neil and we all waited, ready to dive for cover. She promptly burst out laughing to the relief of all... Dick was always the luckiest... :) He also did one of the greatest services to flying the Puma helicopter, he was the one who got a certain crewman that I had been through Biggin Hill, AAITC, Finningley, Shawbury and 240 OCU with thrown off Puma's. I remember thinking at Biggin Hill that if the Air Force is looking for him they won't want me... He was a continual screw-up but somehow he always managed to scrape through on second and third chances. Finally he got to Belize and Dick sat LHS on his check ride BGS. IIRC, just after taking off from Rideau to drive back to APC, (90 miles/45 mins), Dick and the Captain noted and dealt with a HYD1 warning, (the light remained on). When the a/c was but a few minutes from APC the crewman pipes up in his inimitable glasgow accent, (I wasn't there but I can still hear it), "Sir, we have a HYD1 caption". Dick had him on the next VC-10 home and I gather that once he got back to 230 Sqn he was shipped straight off to the C-130 OCU at Lyneham - never to be heard from or seen again. Dick, I salute you... :D :D :D :D :D |
I have some footage of (I have hours of footage, come to think of it) the 33 det in NE Turkey near the Kurdish border. Mick and I fired the GPMG in the door when they were evaluating a bag to collect ejected cases and links. MALM Saxby was the loadie and (I think) Stubbsy was flying. If anyone from 33 is here, who was there, that was the det when the storm hit the flying site and decimated it, and everyone came down with the ****s. Not so much the RAF Odiham det, more the RAF Imodium det.
Talking of which.. and a neat segue to boot; I remember when we went through a phase of unstitching Stubbsy's flying clothing in Norway and restitching it a mm or so tighter at a time. I can't remember how long the diet lasted. |
Sitting on the balcony at Changi Hospital after lights out listening to England win the World Cup on the BBC World Service and Matron not being amused when we all cheered at the end.
Playing Volleyball on the Court between the Officers and Sgts Mess at 2am Christmas morning at Kutching drinking Tiger The Orderly Officer switching the floodlights out just after 2 am saying go to bed some of us want to sleep. The deep Australian voice of W/C Blue Atherton the CO telling the O.O. to switch the F**King lights back on. |
Airborne Aircrew,
DB still posts on here from time to time... |
Class thread
Remember when Sky Shadow was 'secret' and bloody GR1 used to stooge up and down LFA13 being tracked by Bomb Scoring Kit. I used to grab a copy of Air Clues and sit in bog while some poor SAC and Cpl used to lift the pen on the bomb plot table to the cry of "Signal on" (or something like it) Used to go on for what felt like hours :) |
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