gone quite pail now and in a cold sweat. reminds me of english lessons at school where i just never got punctuation, spelling, what the subject of a sentence actually was or the rest of it. how i ever passed GCE english language was beyond anyone at school including me.




No worries MH, you've got a valid excuse being as how you come from 'Artlepool, English was never your first language!
Yeah, I know, bit rich coming from a Scouser ......![]()
Letters not so much, cards at christmas have become fewer. Like Gremlin mentioned, while serving around the 80's-90's the forces had their own local papers in BAOR "Forces weekly echo" & "Sixth sense" could be found scattered around the NAAFI, TocH, YM or Barracks & rest rooms of Germany, within these pages along with, buy & sell, small adds & various other minutae of military existence could be found the "Forces pen pals" section.
These tended to be mainly, but not exquisitly full of young & not so young ladies, but also a few chaps who wanted to correspond with one of her Majes finest soldierly types. Many a young chap took up this marvellous opportunity to ensure an eventful home leave, in various towns & cities throughout the UK & not just with one writer in some cases, in fact one such young chap had a folder full of his varying amorous acquaintances (not me I hasten to add).
Indubitably the accompanying photos of these prospective "Juliets" or the odd "Romeos" in search of Mr/Mrs Right Now usually ended up pinned upon the blocks notice board alongside block rules, fire notices, stag lists, part 1's & 2's, all within their own section fondly referred to as the "wall of shame/fame".![]()
Hi mate, do you remember the "Dear Johns" or "Blueys" we used to get


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