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Post by Canuck on Dec 12, 2004 3:05:31 GMT -5
As a new member to Tommy Atkins Helloooooo to you all. Some of you already know me some of you have heard of me Im also know as Hank the Yank. Hello all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  ;D ;D   ;D ;D  |
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Post by Guv on Dec 12, 2004 10:52:27 GMT -5
About time you put in a presence, you crazy Yank.
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OLL
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Here's a picture of me before the war.... Handsome eh!
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Post by OLL on Dec 13, 2004 6:33:42 GMT -5
Hi mate, nice to hear from a new member. Watch your liver with this group, they will have it pickled within weeks!
my pen pics of the group (i have met)
Dom - Master of Gin
Guv - Master of Carrying a rediculous amount of equipment
Whizz - Master of Knowledge of everything British Infantry
Dan - Master of acting with German film students
Tiny - Master of fine chocolates and Belgian wines!!
Stu - Master of the lust
Bob - Master of selling gear at cut price
Max - Master of his big weapon
Bonkers - Master of owning 1000000 steel helmets
Monty - Master of flash bang whollop
Chris - Master of firing 9mm
Les - Master of looking after the camp
Oll - Master of long drives and brittle ankles
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Post by Whizz_Bang on Dec 14, 2004 14:15:32 GMT -5
Welcommen Troy.... our 1st non Anglais eh ?
What's your regiment matey ?
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Post by MARTIN on Dec 15, 2004 16:43:08 GMT -5
TEXT  TEXTHello T-roy Welcom to the Gloucsters mate "your in the army now son" Oll thats one hell of a list and Vaughan and Dan have already tought me how to drink . How you going Guv well I hope and Chris Just painted up some more Helmets , so looking good mate Martin
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Post by Whizz_Bang on Dec 16, 2004 18:26:06 GMT -5
Nice one dude, I'm well looking forward to our 1st Divisional event.
Glosters of the 56th Brigade
Tigers of the 147th.
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Post by Warden_D on Dec 30, 2004 8:56:52 GMT -5
Well, this is very nice. I thought I'll say a few words and what not about this world of Warden D and stuff as a way of introduction.
Well, I mean to say, I don't know about world. One's sphere of operations is fairly extensive, of course, stretching as it does from the southern regions of Buckinghamshire to sunny Northampton in the North.
And there's a lot of places in between. Stowe Gardens for instance, where my wife works and moves and has her being; and Bletchley Park, where we used to play until events overtook us as they're liable to do in not so sunny Milk & Beans... Where was I?
Well, then there is Mrs Warden D. It's her world too, of course, and she'd probably write all this down far better than I can, being an incredibly brainy cove with a vocabulary about the size of Egypt. But I'm dashed if I see why she should have all the fun. Egypt and the Sudan, I should have said, now I come to think of it.
Mrs Warden D is incredible in the brainpower department. I put it down to the fact that she eats almost nothing but fish, but she says there's more to it than that.
Somaliland, too, I shouldn't be surprised. Anyway, that's it, really, Pip pip!
Warden Harold D
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