FROM THE EAGLE HOPE ITS OK
Wednesday 31 December 2008
Tuesday 30 December 2008
New email address
It seems that people are still trying to send emails to my previous address. I have a new email address so please update your address book. My new email address is:
Jenny Bob
Monday 29 December 2008
Sunday 28 December 2008
Saturday 27 December 2008
Friday 26 December 2008
"Ginger Bennet"
Welcome to the only decent "Pole Vaulter" in the Regiment.
Best Regards Doug Best. (3rd. Tp. C Sqn.)
WELCOME DAVID BENNETT (GINGER)
welocome to the BB Ginger hope you enjoy looking around
regards Derek
Tuesday 23 December 2008
Monday 22 December 2008
Saturday 20 December 2008
SANTA`S SOLDIER
In memory of those that we have lost and those still fighting.
sent in by Edward Penticost.
T`WAS THE NIGHT BEFORE XMAS
HE LIVED ALL ALONE
IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE,
MADE OF PLASTER AND STONE
I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY,
WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE,
AND TO SEE JUST WHO,
IN THIS HOME DID LIVE.
I LOOKED ALL ABOUT,
A STRANGE SIGHT DID I SEE,
NO TINSEL,NO PRESENTS,
NOT EVEN A TREE.
NO STOCKINGS BY THE MANTLE,
JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND,
ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES,
OF FAR DISTANT LANDS.
WITH MEDALS AND BADGES,
AWARDS OF ALL KINDS,
A SOBER THOUGHT,
CAME THROUGH MY MIND.
FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT,
IT WAS DARK AND DREARY,
I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER,
ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY.
THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING,
SILENT,ALONE,
CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR,
IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME.
THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE,
THE ROOM IN DISORDER,
NOT HOW I HAD PICTURED,
A PEACE KEEPING SOLDIER..
WAS THIS THE HERO,
OF WHOM I`D JUST READ?
CURLED UP ON A PONCHO,
THE FLOOR FOR A BED..
I REALIZED THE FAMILIES,
THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT,
OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS,
WHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT.
SOON ROUND THE WORLD,
THE CHILDREN WOULD PLAY,
AND GROWNUPS WOULD CELEBRATE,
A BRIGHT CHRISTMAS DAY.
THEY ALL ENJOYED FREEDOM,
EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR,
BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS,
LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE..
I COULDN`T HELP WONDER,
HOW MANY LAY ALONE.
ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE,
IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME.
THE VERY THOUGHT BROUGHT,
A TEAR TO MY EYE,
I DROPPED TO MY KNEES,
AND STARTED TO CRY.
THE SOLDIER AWAKENED,,
AND I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE,
SANTA DONT CRY,
THIS LIFE IS MY CHOICE,
I FIGHT FOR FREEDOM,
I DONT ASK FOR MORE,
MY LIFE IS MY GOD,
MY COUNTRY,MY CORPS.
THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER,
AND DRIFTED TO SLEEP,
I COULDN`T CONTROL IT,
I CONTINUED TO WEEP..
I KEPT WATCH FOR HOURS,
SO SILENT AND STILL,
AND WE BOTH SHIVERED,
FROM THE COLD NIGHTS CHILL,
I DID NOT WANT TO LEAVE,
ON THAT COLD DARK NIGHT,
THE GUARDIAN OH HONOUR,
SO WILLING TO FIGHT.
THEN THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER,
WITH A VOICE SOFT AND PURE,
WHISPERED,,CARRY ON SANTA,
ITS CHRISTMAS DAY,,ALL IS SECURE..
ONE LOOK AT MY WATCH,
AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT,
MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND,
AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT
sent in by Edward Penticost.
T`WAS THE NIGHT BEFORE XMAS
HE LIVED ALL ALONE
IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE,
MADE OF PLASTER AND STONE
I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY,
WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE,
AND TO SEE JUST WHO,
IN THIS HOME DID LIVE.
I LOOKED ALL ABOUT,
A STRANGE SIGHT DID I SEE,
NO TINSEL,NO PRESENTS,
NOT EVEN A TREE.
NO STOCKINGS BY THE MANTLE,
JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND,
ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES,
OF FAR DISTANT LANDS.
WITH MEDALS AND BADGES,
AWARDS OF ALL KINDS,
A SOBER THOUGHT,
CAME THROUGH MY MIND.
FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT,
IT WAS DARK AND DREARY,
I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER,
ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY.
THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING,
SILENT,ALONE,
CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR,
IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME.
THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE,
THE ROOM IN DISORDER,
NOT HOW I HAD PICTURED,
A PEACE KEEPING SOLDIER..
WAS THIS THE HERO,
OF WHOM I`D JUST READ?
CURLED UP ON A PONCHO,
THE FLOOR FOR A BED..
I REALIZED THE FAMILIES,
THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT,
OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS,
WHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT.
SOON ROUND THE WORLD,
THE CHILDREN WOULD PLAY,
AND GROWNUPS WOULD CELEBRATE,
A BRIGHT CHRISTMAS DAY.
THEY ALL ENJOYED FREEDOM,
EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR,
BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS,
LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE..
I COULDN`T HELP WONDER,
HOW MANY LAY ALONE.
ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE,
IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME.
THE VERY THOUGHT BROUGHT,
A TEAR TO MY EYE,
I DROPPED TO MY KNEES,
AND STARTED TO CRY.
THE SOLDIER AWAKENED,,
AND I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE,
SANTA DONT CRY,
THIS LIFE IS MY CHOICE,
I FIGHT FOR FREEDOM,
I DONT ASK FOR MORE,
MY LIFE IS MY GOD,
MY COUNTRY,MY CORPS.
THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER,
AND DRIFTED TO SLEEP,
I COULDN`T CONTROL IT,
I CONTINUED TO WEEP..
I KEPT WATCH FOR HOURS,
SO SILENT AND STILL,
AND WE BOTH SHIVERED,
FROM THE COLD NIGHTS CHILL,
I DID NOT WANT TO LEAVE,
ON THAT COLD DARK NIGHT,
THE GUARDIAN OH HONOUR,
SO WILLING TO FIGHT.
THEN THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER,
WITH A VOICE SOFT AND PURE,
WHISPERED,,CARRY ON SANTA,
ITS CHRISTMAS DAY,,ALL IS SECURE..
ONE LOOK AT MY WATCH,
AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT,
MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND,
AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT
Christmas
Well,for any of you who hav'nt twigged yet,its just round the corner.So I thought it would be interesting to tell each other how we do things.
The big day here,as most of you know,is Christmas Eve.All the family arrive late afternoon,put their presents under the tree,then exchange greetings and presents to the music of Silent Night.In the meantime the lady of the house(my Edith)has prepared a sumptious meal of Veal cooked in a certain way.So all is peaceful for a couple of hours,and its usually the next morning when they go home.On Christmas day we have our dinner as in UK,I make the starter of prawn salad with avocado,then comes the fresh turkey with stuffing and chestnuts,roast spuds,brussels and parsnips,with cranberry sauce.We used to love Xmas pud afterwards,but after bursting nearly several times we now,for those with room,have an iced medley.All this of course with the Port and wines that help it all down.After the guests are all gone we collapse into the armchairs and doze for a few hours.And guess whats on the menu for the next few days,YEP,its TURKEY,and we doctor it up in different ways to get rid of it!
But for New Year we are gonna live it up in the mountains and be waited on.So now is a good time for us to wish you all a very Merry Christmas,and a prosporous but more importantly,a healthy New Year.
Don and Edith
Wednesday 17 December 2008
Tuesday 16 December 2008
Sunday 14 December 2008
Friday 12 December 2008
MARY and NORMAN THORPE
Welcome to the BB Mary and Norman hope you find your way around ok regards derek
Wednesday 10 December 2008
REPORTED DEATH
I HAVE BEEN INFORMED THAT JOHN BURROWS DIED ON THE 24th NOVEMBER, JOHN SERVED IN THE 1st ROYAL DRAGOONS FROM 1956 UNTIL 1959 AND WAS A CPL AT THE END OF HIS SERVICE, I SEND MY CONDOLENCES TO HIS FAMILY AND FRIENDS AT THIS SAD TIME. R.I.P JOHN
Tuesday 9 December 2008
COL JOHN EVANS (piggy)
Sorry to report that COL JOHN EVANS Passed away last Thursday...Reported to me tonight by CAPT ROBIN BUCKNALL RIP JOHN
COL JOHN EVANS (piggy)
Sorry to report that COL JOHN EVANS Passed away last Thursday...Reported to me tonight by CAPT ROBIN BUCKNALL RIP JOHN
Tuesday 2 December 2008
Monday 1 December 2008
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