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Post by punkrocker on Jan 2, 2015 16:55:06 GMT
I remember doing 28 days in the digger.
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Post by punkrocker on Jan 2, 2015 18:26:33 GMT
Ps. I also remember corporal tony hipwell making me run around connolly square with my rifle above my head, all because sean foley was messing about and i took the rap for it.Oh happy days they were haha
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Post by kelly on Jan 4, 2015 9:41:08 GMT
Hi .Punkrocker, 28 days in the "Digger" you must have done something really bad??? If you were in Plunkett Bks you only had a short walk a cross the road to the "Digger" and the small gate in the main gate. I was once on escort and th P,As would not allow the escort through the gate, we had to hand the "prisoner" over and stand outside , I hope it wasnt your good self ? I hope everything worked out o/k for you when you got out. Ex Tpr Kelly Ex 1st Armd Sqdn 53-54-55
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Post by punkrocker on Jan 4, 2015 16:19:20 GMT
Hi ex tpr kelly. It wasnt that bad, 56 days absent. I quite enjoyed it there for some strange reason. I lost my remission for having dirty soles on my boots. That was in 85. I used to love work detail in the officers mess as captain "tabs" Smith would let me play snooker. Anyone serving around that time will probably know me as the guy who got kicked out of the dining hall for having a punk t-shirt on and wearing dr martens. My biggest regret was not doing my time.
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Post by johnny1951 on Jan 4, 2015 19:06:56 GMT
Hi punk rocker I got caught in bed in civvies i.e hippy shirt etc on a sat night back in 68 by the recruit orderly seargent Mickey Pender we were at the hop on the sat night in the wes, and we ran up to the billet an d hopped into bed and when the o/sgt came round to call the roll at 11pm he would not believe that my flower power shirt was a pyjamas top, and got to wallop dixies all day sunday for my troubles. johnny the red
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Post by punkrocker on Jan 4, 2015 20:08:40 GMT
Hey johnny the red, werent they just fab times?? I remember the billets well, if memory serves me well it was 10 or 12 to a billet?? I can remember christy cush r.i.p and kieran landy and the laughs we had. I read all about what is happening to the curragh and its really sad.
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Post by livenowpraylater on Jan 5, 2015 0:09:24 GMT
Army was alright,
Ned.
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Post by johnny1951 on Jan 8, 2015 22:21:03 GMT
Hi Ned unfortunately they were the times that existed at the time. I myself suffered as i did not go to the Mess on a wed a/noon and fri a/noon.but the good times far out weigh the bad times, TG times have changed and with bar opening times restricted to 7pm mon to fri it makes for a better work place but it does not stop bullies coming out and making things hard for individuals, this will always happen but tg there are redress systems in place to deal with this. keep well bye for now Johnny
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Post by livenowpraylater on Mar 13, 2015 8:53:24 GMT
Brendan, or anybody.
do you remember the rhyme about Johnson Mooney & O'Brian bought a horse for 1/9, when the horse began to kick Johnson Mooney bought a stick, when the stick began to wear, Johnson Mooney began to swear. that's as much as I can remember.
Ned.
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Post by livenowpraylater on Mar 13, 2015 10:13:50 GMT
Does anyone who went to the Girls National School remember every Friday at break time the siren would go off, I think it was at about 11 o'clock from the Fire Station/Water Tower? I remember someone saying it was to let everyone know that the soldiers had just been paid!!! Posted by carolinemul. we had to test the siren every Friday, was done by the telephone orderly watched over by the Cpl of the fire station, in my time it was a Cpl Power who lived in the house next to the station, it was then lodged in the book as working. Cpl Power was married with two daughters, never seen any boys. most likely it still happens today, last time I set the siren off was 1966. Ned.
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Post by Brendan Delaney on Mar 14, 2015 13:28:09 GMT
Ned here it is:
Johnston Mooney & O' Brien bought a horse for one an' nine, When the horse began to kick, Johnston Mooney bought a stick, When the stick began to break, Johnston Mooney bought a rake, When the rake began to rust, Johnston Mooney bought a bus, When the bus began to stop, Johnston Mooney bought a shop.
Brendan
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Post by livenowpraylater on Mar 14, 2015 17:38:11 GMT
fair do Brendan, that's the first time I've herd it, that I can remember,
Ned.
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Post by andybrennan on Mar 17, 2015 7:26:15 GMT
The siren on the Water tower still gets the odd blast, nothing like years ago when it was often accompanied by the one in the Magazine.
Bit of a ghost town now.
Andy
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Post by livenowpraylater on Apr 15, 2015 16:59:16 GMT
HOW VERY TRUE! My mum used to cut chicken, chop eggs and spread butter on bread on the same cutting board with the same knife and no bleach, but we didn't seem to get food poisoning. Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper in a brown paper bag, not in ice pack coolers, but I can't remember getting e. Coli Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake or at the beach instead of a pristine pool (talk about boring), no beach closures then. We all took PE ..... And risked permanent injury with a pair of Dunlop sandshoes instead of having cross-training athletic shoes with air cushion soles and built in light reflectors that cost as much as a small car. I can't recall any injuries but they must have happened because they tell us how much safer we are now. We got the cane for doing something wrong at school, they used to call it discipline yet we all grew up to accept the rules and to honour & respect those older than us. We had 30+ kids in our class and we all learned to read and write, do maths and spell almost all the words needed to write a grammatically correct letter......., FUNNY THAT!! We all said prayers in school irrespective of our religion, sang the national anthem and no one got upset. Staying in detention after school caught all sorts of negative attention we wish we hadn't got. I thought that I was supposed to accomplish something before I was allowed to be proud of myself. I just can't recall how bored we were without computers, Play Station, Nintendo, X-box or 270 digital TV cable stations. We weren't!! Oh yeah .... And where was the antibiotics and sterilisation kit when I got that bee sting? I could have been killed! We played "King of the Hill" on piles of gravel left on vacant building sites and when we got hurt, mum pulled out the 2/6d bottle of iodine and then we got our backside spanked. Now it's a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10 day dose of antibiotics and then mum calls the lawyer to sue the contractor for leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat. To top it off, not a single person I knew had ever been told that they were from a dysfunctional family. How could we possibly have known that? We never needed to get into group therapy and/or anger management classes. We were obviously so duped by so many societal ills, that we didn't even notice that the entire country wasn't taking Prozac! How did we ever survive? LOVE TO ALL OF US WHO SHARED THIS ERA. AND TO ALL WHO DIDN'T, SORRY FOR WHAT YOU MISSED. WOULDN'T TRADE IT FOR ANYTHING! and remember that life's most simple pleasures are very often the best. AAAAh, those WERE the days!!!!
Ned
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Post by johnny1951 on Apr 16, 2015 18:37:10 GMT
Ned you never said a truer word with all the ills of the day being set upon us. dont go walking in the fields in case you get Limes disease from tick bites. maybe we were super humans. could you imagine trying to get a group of kids today to go out without their laptop i phone or mobile.and tell them to enjoy themselves? bye for now johnny
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