Thread: Deepcut/Catterick Garrison

Originally Posted by queenie

So sitting in the mess and chatting about problems whilst having afternoon tea was never done then)

Just joking.........very hard way to learn a lesson.

I remember much the same thing. Joined Junior Leaders Regiment in Bovington, and you get to meet some strange people from around the country, Jocks, Scousers, Cockneys, Geordies, Taffs, Janners and you can't understand each other, the vast majority come from tuff backgrounds. I remember when we had to polish the floors, get a guy to lay on a 'Blanket Hairy' whilst the rest of teh room used to throw it around the floor, had the desired effect.

In the gym, stood in a circle hands behind your back, the PTI used to walk around place a boxing glove in someones hand, once you recieved it you had to batter the guy to your left as much as you could until he had run around the circle and back to his old position, great fun, but a little sore. Then it came to end of term, all marched to the barbers, each of us got a Number 1, right down to the bone, back to the gym for some 'Milling', we would be paired off, get into a Boxing ring, stand toe to toe, and batter the living daylights out of each other for 3 minutes, that was for thre rounds, if you never fought back, it would carry on until you did. Needless to say, no came back from leave with stories of new girlfriends. Oh they wwere thedays. )