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Posted on October 20th, 2017 under , , . Posted by

During my flights to China I caught up with some movies, especially Spiderman: Homecoming, which I was looking forward to, having seen the new, cheeky webspinner in Marvel’s Civil War and liking him. I suffered the movie because I was on a plane and ha…

Balloon Busters

Posted on October 19th, 2017 under , , . Posted by

This week was Wings of War week and it was up to me to get off my backside and sort something out. We were going to have six players so I thought a bit of a competition, each player would get his choice of two aircraft, this was 1918 so all the stuff w…

Balloon Busters

Posted on October 19th, 2017 under , , . Posted by

This week was Wings of War week and it was up to me to get off my backside and sort something out. We were going to have six players so I thought a bit of a competition, each player would get his choice of two aircraft, this was 1918 so all the stuff w…

View From The Window

Posted on October 15th, 2017 under , . Posted by

Yes, dismal again, just like my mood at the moment. Were you among the small number in the country who enjoyed the tropical heatwave of BBQ weather yesterday before the hurricane hits, did you lounge in the area warmer than Istanbul, how do these people still have jobs at the end of the month. I have deliberately lay in a bit more than usual today as I have no plans whatsoever and the highlight of my day will be a nice fried breakfast in an hour or so, but it is early yet.

At sometime during this morning I passed 200,000 hits on here, I am quite chuffed with that, this blog managed to scratch my writing itch once I gave up on the Wargame magazines and my cartography took up the spare time which a declining customer base in the Post Office gave me. My co-author has mooted a new flag booklet for the Confederate Army of Tennessee at some point, but otherwise I shall stay with the blog.

The public don’t want it, doctors don’t want it, politicians don’t want it, almost nobody wants it, what am I? I am an imposition on your privacy which you will be asked on a visit to any NHS outlet near you from 2019, you will be asked your sexual preferences, yes you can say no but there is a tick box for that as well, but not one for ‘what the hell has this to do with my ingrown toe nail.’ Oh, who does want it, the LGBT Foundation lobby group in Manchester, who are obviously out of touch as you can now add another fifteen letters to that, but the NHS are using their Joker, sorry, white flag on this one.

Why is every year now 1984?

Another surrender involves a trader in Loughborough who has been banned from the market in case her wares bring back memories of the Crusades which may upset a certain part of our population, do we have a lot of Saracens here, she sells mugs and bric a brac with Knights Templar themes. Now considering the vast majority of the public have such a grasp of history that they think Winston Churchill is a dog mascot selling insurance they might be a tad premature with this one. They didn’t ban her when her mugs etc. showed Nazi memorabilia, go figure.

I read last week that we were preparing our plans for going to war with North Korea in the event the Americans pull our lead. Yes, the badly coiffured leader of that country is a nut, but what have the North Korean’s ever done to us? Couldn’t we just sit around the table and ask him if he seriously thinks anyone would want his country and just whom is he ‘defending’ it from. Besides, how stupid would it be to send an aircraft carrier with no planes and hardly enough surface ships to provide proper anti-submarine and anti-air cover to protect it.

And while we are on about the RN, not the one I was in of course it was different back then, who would have thought a woman on a submarine would have an affair with one of the officers, well just about everyone who didn’t think putting women on ships and submarines was appropriate to be honest. Now we have the prospect of one of our nuclear submarines ‘striking’ because of some hanky panky in the wardroom, and when were matelots allowed to strike? More than one person being bolshie together could be considered mutiny in my day.

And anyway what ‘special’ relationship do we have with the US, it seems to have come as a shock to our ruling class that we are no more thought of, and perhaps less thought of than Papua New Guinea etc. Yes Ronnie Reagan had a soft spot for us but Obama’s first act on moving in to the White House was to ditch Churchill’s (the man, not the dog) statue, the defence rests M’lud.

That’ll have to go.

I don’t leave many reviews on TripAdvisor, I could count them on one hand, I sometimes say we will have to but I then don’t get around to it, but in exceptional circumstances I will. If I had paid £38 for two nights at a hotel in Blackpool to ‘celebrate’ my wedding anniversary and it was really bad I would keep my mouth shut. The £19 a night price tag tells you you are not going to have your bed turned down and a Ferrerro Roche on the pillow, so why you would go to the newspapers and crow about it is beyond me.

I wonder what time Happy Hour is?

View From The Window

Posted on October 15th, 2017 under , . Posted by

Yes, dismal again, just like my mood at the moment. Were you among the small number in the country who enjoyed the tropical heatwave of BBQ weather yesterday before the hurricane hits, did you lounge in the area warmer than Istanbul, how do these people still have jobs at the end of the month. I have deliberately lay in a bit more than usual today as I have no plans whatsoever and the highlight of my day will be a nice fried breakfast in an hour or so, but it is early yet.

At sometime during this morning I passed 200,000 hits on here, I am quite chuffed with that, this blog managed to scratch my writing itch once I gave up on the Wargame magazines and my cartography took up the spare time which a declining customer base in the Post Office gave me. My co-author has mooted a new flag booklet for the Confederate Army of Tennessee at some point, but otherwise I shall stay with the blog.

The public don’t want it, doctors don’t want it, politicians don’t want it, almost nobody wants it, what am I? I am an imposition on your privacy which you will be asked on a visit to any NHS outlet near you from 2019, you will be asked your sexual preferences, yes you can say no but there is a tick box for that as well, but not one for ‘what the hell has this to do with my ingrown toe nail.’ Oh, who does want it, the LGBT Foundation lobby group in Manchester, who are obviously out of touch as you can now add another fifteen letters to that, but the NHS are using their Joker, sorry, white flag on this one.

Why is every year now 1984?

Another surrender involves a trader in Loughborough who has been banned from the market in case her wares bring back memories of the Crusades which may upset a certain part of our population, do we have a lot of Saracens here, she sells mugs and bric a brac with Knights Templar themes. Now considering the vast majority of the public have such a grasp of history that they think Winston Churchill is a dog mascot selling insurance they might be a tad premature with this one. They didn’t ban her when her mugs etc. showed Nazi memorabilia, go figure.

I read last week that we were preparing our plans for going to war with North Korea in the event the Americans pull our lead. Yes, the badly coiffured leader of that country is a nut, but what have the North Korean’s ever done to us? Couldn’t we just sit around the table and ask him if he seriously thinks anyone would want his country and just whom is he ‘defending’ it from. Besides, how stupid would it be to send an aircraft carrier with no planes and hardly enough surface ships to provide proper anti-submarine and anti-air cover to protect it.

And while we are on about the RN, not the one I was in of course it was different back then, who would have thought a woman on a submarine would have an affair with one of the officers, well just about everyone who didn’t think putting women on ships and submarines was appropriate to be honest. Now we have the prospect of one of our nuclear submarines ‘striking’ because of some hanky panky in the wardroom, and when were matelots allowed to strike? More than one person being bolshie together could be considered mutiny in my day.

And anyway what ‘special’ relationship do we have with the US, it seems to have come as a shock to our ruling class that we are no more thought of, and perhaps less thought of than Papua New Guinea etc. Yes Ronnie Reagan had a soft spot for us but Obama’s first act on moving in to the White House was to ditch Churchill’s (the man, not the dog) statue, the defence rests M’lud.

That’ll have to go.

I don’t leave many reviews on TripAdvisor, I could count them on one hand, I sometimes say we will have to but I then don’t get around to it, but in exceptional circumstances I will. If I had paid £38 for two nights at a hotel in Blackpool to ‘celebrate’ my wedding anniversary and it was really bad I would keep my mouth shut. The £19 a night price tag tells you you are not going to have your bed turned down and a Ferrerro Roche on the pillow, so why you would go to the newspapers and crow about it is beyond me.

I wonder what time Happy Hour is?

Once More……

Posted on October 12th, 2017 under , , , . Posted by

Having almost recovered from the holiday blues and my jet lag, things are beginning to fall into place, the Monday game at Kevin’s, Tuesday at the club, Wednesday at the pub and still more gaming on Thursday afternoon.This was the first Thursday in a w…

Once More……

Posted on October 12th, 2017 under , , , . Posted by

Having almost recovered from the holiday blues and my jet lag, things are beginning to fall into place, the Monday game at Kevin’s, Tuesday at the club, Wednesday at the pub and still more gaming on Thursday afternoon.This was the first Thursday in a w…

Soldiers of the Queen

Posted on October 11th, 2017 under , , . Posted by

Another lazy night at the club for me, Rob brought along his extensive Sudan collection for a Black Powder game, not a fan of the rules but I will eat my hat as they work fine for this and we always have a tense game. My default setting here is British…

Soldiers of the Queen

Posted on October 11th, 2017 under , , . Posted by

Another lazy night at the club for me, Rob brought along his extensive Sudan collection for a Black Powder game, not a fan of the rules but I will eat my hat as they work fine for this and we always have a tense game. My default setting here is British…

Tricorne

Posted on October 9th, 2017 under , , . Posted by

I was invited to Kevin’s this afternoon to play his latest boardgame, Tricorne which is a Command and Colours game covering the American War of Independence. Now I have read several books on this affair and it has never gripped me, much like Napoleonic…

Tricorne

Posted on October 9th, 2017 under , , . Posted by

I was invited to Kevin’s this afternoon to play his latest boardgame, Tricorne which is a Command and Colours game covering the American War of Independence. Now I have read several books on this affair and it has never gripped me, much like Napoleonic…

View From The Window

Posted on October 8th, 2017 under , . Posted by

Well it is grey and dry, for now, possibly in for a mild September but the cold is coming. Washington House is still forlorn with its For Sale sign looking weathered, if it ever does sell some of the locals will be nonplussed as the small drive is now …

View From The Window

Posted on October 8th, 2017 under , . Posted by

Well it is grey and dry, for now, possibly in for a mild September but the cold is coming. Washington House is still forlorn with its For Sale sign looking weathered, if it ever does sell some of the locals will be nonplussed as the small drive is now …

HMS Tartar 4th Commission 1970 15

Posted on October 6th, 2017 under , . Posted by

 A week or so ago our cooks spent a lot of money, time and effort stirring a gigantic Christmas pudding, the recipe called for a gallon of rum, however that has now been banned from our modern high tech navy so it was replaced by brandy. The shore…

HMS Tartar 4th Commission 1970 15

Posted on October 6th, 2017 under , . Posted by

 A week or so ago our cooks spent a lot of money, time and effort stirring a gigantic Christmas pudding, the recipe called for a gallon of rum, however that has now been banned from our modern high tech navy so it was replaced by brandy. The shore…

China

Posted on October 5th, 2017 under . Posted by

We have been back five days now but by 2000 hrs I am fighting to keep out of my bed for at least another hour before giving in to the jet lag. We have been almost continually tired since the start of the holiday as our itinerary involved travelling lon…

China

Posted on October 5th, 2017 under . Posted by

We have been back five days now but by 2000 hrs I am fighting to keep out of my bed for at least another hour before giving in to the jet lag. We have been almost continually tired since the start of the holiday as our itinerary involved travelling lon…

Too Many Big Cats

Posted on October 4th, 2017 under , , . Posted by

I’m back and suffering holiday blues along with jet lag, I really do not want to serve the great British public at the moment, but needs must. I was going to give the club a miss this week as by late afternoon all I want to do is lie down in a darkened…

Too Many Big Cats

Posted on October 4th, 2017 under , , . Posted by

I’m back and suffering holiday blues along with jet lag, I really do not want to serve the great British public at the moment, but needs must. I was going to give the club a miss this week as by late afternoon all I want to do is lie down in a darkened…

HMS Tartar 4th Commission 1970 14

Posted on September 14th, 2017 under , . Posted by

Mid way through September now and back at sea, our only visit apart from Bahrain after Karachi was Sharjah one of the United Arab Emirates and where we had an Army and RAF base. We had a very raucous run ashore at the local NAAFI bar where our resident Tartar ‘pop group’ played, two of the members were from the RO’s mess or at least Chris Short was, the drummer if I recall. There was nothing else of interest in Sharjah and the trip was quickly over and forgotten.

Next we visited Doha in the state of Qatar, Doha was very much on the way up back in 1970, a new airport was being built along with a road programme and the ruler was considered ‘progressive’, or as much as such a ruler can be. This visit was much quieter than Sharjah, there was no alcohol to be had at all, so with only sporting activities to be had we RO’s had a pretty boring visit. The place is very much different now of course and I visited it some years back when my son lived there, who would have thought.

Doha 1970

 A quick weekend in Bahrain and back to sea, this time with two American ships, USS Noa and USS Power, both these ships were Gearing class destroyers built during and after WWII. The Yanks had one more ship in Bahrain, I cannot remember its name but it was quite often tied up alongside us, it was some kind of patrol ship and was ancient, it reminded me of the vessel from the film ‘The Sand Pebbles’. It also had an open quadruple AA gun on the front and stencilled in big letters along the shield was ‘MAN KILLER’, I always had the urge to add ‘eventually.’

USS Noa

I had a personal encounter with our Allies while in Bahrain. Coming out of a restaurant we frequented, a more down market establishment than the Moons Plaza but nearer and cheaper, my oppos Keith Wilman and Mick D’Cruz tried to enlighten a drunk Yank that he was paying too much for his taxi back to base, the Yank took offense and a yelling match started. It was too much for me and the Yanks companion, a very large black man and we both held back resignedly. Keith ignored my advice that he let the guy pay over the odds and wanted to help him despite himself, a bit of shoving now ensued and I heard the fatal words uttered by Mick “I’m with you Keith.” In the time it took me to roll my eyes, turn around and look back, both my mates were on the deck bleeding profusely from their noses, the very large black American standing over them, he came at me as I stood transfixed and in shock and I thought my time had come. He raised his arm, looked into my eyes, shrugged, dragged his drunken mate into the taxi and left. I could only pick my mates up, cart them into a taxi, pay the proper fare, and get them back onboard, one clean white shirt and two red ones.

Anyway we exercised all over the place with the two destroyers, popping back to Bahrain for the evening then out again to meet the RAF and a couple of Hawker Hunters doing fake strafing runs on us, it may be an old aircraft but they were pretty sharp when attacking us. We will be returning to Bahrain on the 18th for several weeks for a maintenance period. Pretty much a nice break for us RO’s, maybe a bit of work on the flagdeck helping out the Buntings but you can’t do very much maintenance on radios when all you do is use them, not fix them. I pity the poor stokers and seamen, no, I don’t.

Mucking about on the flagdeck, me, Lofty, Mick (glasses to hide black eye) and Dave.

 Note: Mick became an officer and a gentleman and had a successful career, Dave a meat inspector in New Zealand, looks after posh peoples houses now and no idea where Lofty is.

HMS Tartar 4th Commission 1970 14

Posted on September 14th, 2017 under , . Posted by

Mid way through September now and back at sea, our only visit apart from Bahrain after Karachi was Sharjah one of the United Arab Emirates and where we had an Army and RAF base. We had a very raucous run ashore at the local NAAFI bar where our resident Tartar ‘pop group’ played, two of the members were from the RO’s mess or at least Chris Short was, the drummer if I recall. There was nothing else of interest in Sharjah and the trip was quickly over and forgotten.

Next we visited Doha in the state of Qatar, Doha was very much on the way up back in 1970, a new airport was being built along with a road programme and the ruler was considered ‘progressive’, or as much as such a ruler can be. This visit was much quieter than Sharjah, there was no alcohol to be had at all, so with only sporting activities to be had we RO’s had a pretty boring visit. The place is very much different now of course and I visited it some years back when my son lived there, who would have thought.

Doha 1970

 A quick weekend in Bahrain and back to sea, this time with two American ships, USS Noa and USS Power, both these ships were Gearing class destroyers built during and after WWII. The Yanks had one more ship in Bahrain, I cannot remember its name but it was quite often tied up alongside us, it was some kind of patrol ship and was ancient, it reminded me of the vessel from the film ‘The Sand Pebbles’. It also had an open quadruple AA gun on the front and stencilled in big letters along the shield was ‘MAN KILLER’, I always had the urge to add ‘eventually.’

USS Noa

I had a personal encounter with our Allies while in Bahrain. Coming out of a restaurant we frequented, a more down market establishment than the Moons Plaza but nearer and cheaper, my oppos Keith Wilman and Mick D’Cruz tried to enlighten a drunk Yank that he was paying too much for his taxi back to base, the Yank took offense and a yelling match started. It was too much for me and the Yanks companion, a very large black man and we both held back resignedly. Keith ignored my advice that he let the guy pay over the odds and wanted to help him despite himself, a bit of shoving now ensued and I heard the fatal words uttered by Mick “I’m with you Keith.” In the time it took me to roll my eyes, turn around and look back, both my mates were on the deck bleeding profusely from their noses, the very large black American standing over them, he came at me as I stood transfixed and in shock and I thought my time had come. He raised his arm, looked into my eyes, shrugged, dragged his drunken mate into the taxi and left. I could only pick my mates up, cart them into a taxi, pay the proper fare, and get them back onboard, one clean white shirt and two red ones.

Anyway we exercised all over the place with the two destroyers, popping back to Bahrain for the evening then out again to meet the RAF and a couple of Hawker Hunters doing fake strafing runs on us, it may be an old aircraft but they were pretty sharp when attacking us. We will be returning to Bahrain on the 18th for several weeks for a maintenance period. Pretty much a nice break for us RO’s, maybe a bit of work on the flagdeck helping out the Buntings but you can’t do very much maintenance on radios when all you do is use them, not fix them. I pity the poor stokers and seamen, no, I don’t.

Mucking about on the flagdeck, me, Lofty, Mick (glasses to hide black eye) and Dave.

 Note: Mick became an officer and a gentleman and had a successful career, Dave a meat inspector in New Zealand, looks after posh peoples houses now and no idea where Lofty is.

Fulminata Victrix

Posted on September 13th, 2017 under , , , . Posted by

Despite the dire warnings given out with glee by the weather people about ‘Storm’ Aileen I braved the rain to take the Twelfth to the club for my last game before the holiday, I was fighting Ryan’s Successors with longer sharp sticks than Kevin’s hopli…

Fulminata Victrix

Posted on September 13th, 2017 under , , , . Posted by

Despite the dire warnings given out with glee by the weather people about ‘Storm’ Aileen I braved the rain to take the Twelfth to the club for my last game before the holiday, I was fighting Ryan’s Successors with longer sharp sticks than Kevin’s hopli…

Revenge and Disappointment

Posted on September 11th, 2017 under , , , . Posted by

I went to Stewart’s this Sunday for some wargaming, we take it in turns and it is a drive of about 75 mins so not too strenuous on the nerves. We wargame in the conference room of his workplace in the rather posh surroundings of the Zetland estate, he …

Revenge and Disappointment

Posted on September 11th, 2017 under , , , . Posted by

I went to Stewart’s this Sunday for some wargaming, we take it in turns and it is a drive of about 75 mins so not too strenuous on the nerves. We wargame in the conference room of his workplace in the rather posh surroundings of the Zetland estate, he …