Was pointed in the general direction of this earlier on, courtesy of Academic Archers:
Ideally the inbred hellhole would come under heavy bombardment for one reason or another.
Now my normal stance is that the use of white phosphorus should be a hanging offence [slowly and with piano wire]. But in the case of Ambridge - meh, the fortunes of war and all that…
Tsk. It’s Captain Hebden Lloyd, not Lieutenant.
I wondered about that, but thought, well, he ought to know, surely…
Has there been a Class B/C transgression we haven’t been told about?
Can we still call him ‘Dan’, I wonder? Speaking as an Other Rank here, almost certainly not. So Formerly Fat Daniel will suit me fine. I am glad Dorothy went away, very very glad*
- for full effect that needs to be read in a Forties British film manner of speaking
Are St Shooolie’s nags as fat as Dan was?
It would seem that Shoolie has history of cruelty by over feeding
But whose equine was it actually expired from the effects of too much food, eh?
She’s so doggedly independent!
And Helen does everything to the nth degree to make her family run around worshipping her brilliance
Too much food not just once, which might have been abysmal and imbecile ignorance, but twice, which smacks of carelessness.
Incidentally about Dan: Sudden Daughter’s comment about him at Sandhurst was “He will absolutely hate his parents by the fifth or sixth time he stencils Hebden Lloyd onto a bit of kit and still has however many to go, while his mates called Smith and Jones have finished and gone on to the next thing.” I pointed out that it’s only a space longer than Easterbrook, which was the only name out of a thousand which was too long to fit into the standard database when I was running a convention once, but she wasn’t impressed.
I am sure Sudden Daughter was a bit jaundiced about kit at the time
I can sympathise with trying to make one’s uniform particular and unique to oneself
Ever tried sewing a black flak jacket?
(Checks calendar) Maybe.
I am reasonably sure she regarded it as protective colouration, Twellies. Kept her head down and kept going.
As did I in a different uniform
And I had the greatest respect for our military colleagues
Without them we were not able to police loads of areas