Last post from Serbia
Posted 13-04-2008 at 11:36 AM by silent
Well, got through classification on all the weapons proving even Navy-boys can shoot!!! Even the instructors did a mexican wave around the range!!
So, all course objectives achieved and its time for an evening of light refreshments down at the Irish Bar in Novi Sad. I arrive an hour early (to get a head start so that the instructors dont feel bad for not keeping up with me!!) and am greeted with the now familiar "ALLO MEEEESTER SCHHHHMIRRRRNOFFFF!!" and await the arrival of the team. Now it is traditional in Serbia to grab a table and allow the waiter to bring everything to your table..... unless you are britmil!! where you grab a stool, crowd the bar and proceed to drink yourself to a stupor!!
On arrival we start to drink...... 4 hours later we continue to drink until Marcus the BDM (the closest thing to britmil that britmil can be without actually being britmil!!) points out that we have in fact not eaten. No problem I am thinking crisps, peanuts, scratchings??...........WRONG!
DAFFODILS!!! A vase of daffodills to be precise! The vase is emptied and we start to chow down on the contents, Marcus and I on stems and Marty and Igor on the flowery ends!!! Fatally at this point "Simon" the barman puts Elvis on the sound system..... now if you are a barman reading this let me offer a simple piece of advice.... if you have a fine collection of ex britmill drinking heavily and eating daffodills in your bar, DO NOT and i repeat DO NOT put Elvis on the jukie!! Fatal!!! Several chorus's of Suspicious Minds and In The Ghetto later and its time to say goodbye. We descend the stairs into the courtyard where Marcus proves that he is in fact not actually ex brit-mil when he projectile vomits the contents of the vase onto the streets of Novi Sad, LAUGH? I thought my pants would never dry.
Its time to leave Novi Sad, I have surpassed what I thought I could do, was taught well and proved I am actually good at what I do but probably as important as all of that I had a laugh and met some superb people in Serbia and if I am honest about it..... if I didnt have my family back home I would never have got back on that plane!
Now the job search begins..........
Course review to follow
Silent out
So, all course objectives achieved and its time for an evening of light refreshments down at the Irish Bar in Novi Sad. I arrive an hour early (to get a head start so that the instructors dont feel bad for not keeping up with me!!) and am greeted with the now familiar "ALLO MEEEESTER SCHHHHMIRRRRNOFFFF!!" and await the arrival of the team. Now it is traditional in Serbia to grab a table and allow the waiter to bring everything to your table..... unless you are britmil!! where you grab a stool, crowd the bar and proceed to drink yourself to a stupor!!
On arrival we start to drink...... 4 hours later we continue to drink until Marcus the BDM (the closest thing to britmil that britmil can be without actually being britmil!!) points out that we have in fact not eaten. No problem I am thinking crisps, peanuts, scratchings??...........WRONG!
DAFFODILS!!! A vase of daffodills to be precise! The vase is emptied and we start to chow down on the contents, Marcus and I on stems and Marty and Igor on the flowery ends!!! Fatally at this point "Simon" the barman puts Elvis on the sound system..... now if you are a barman reading this let me offer a simple piece of advice.... if you have a fine collection of ex britmill drinking heavily and eating daffodills in your bar, DO NOT and i repeat DO NOT put Elvis on the jukie!! Fatal!!! Several chorus's of Suspicious Minds and In The Ghetto later and its time to say goodbye. We descend the stairs into the courtyard where Marcus proves that he is in fact not actually ex brit-mil when he projectile vomits the contents of the vase onto the streets of Novi Sad, LAUGH? I thought my pants would never dry.
Its time to leave Novi Sad, I have surpassed what I thought I could do, was taught well and proved I am actually good at what I do but probably as important as all of that I had a laugh and met some superb people in Serbia and if I am honest about it..... if I didnt have my family back home I would never have got back on that plane!
Now the job search begins..........
Course review to follow
Silent out
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Mate the Daffs were minging!!! Still got that pic of your ever so shiny shoes so be nice......lol
Great night mate, stay in touch and next time we will try the Tulips or whatever is in season.....!! |
 
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Dan was a pleasure to have you here and of course we will be in touch with some assistance on the job front when you return from hols drop me a line.
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mmm arent daff bulbs posionous....
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Quite possibly Lildev.... certainly now off my list of ancillaries for a night on t piss
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poisonous!!!!Tara, you have to understand that what may be poisonous to 'normal' Joe and Josephine public doesnt necessarily apply to britmil!!! hence Marcus spread his portion of the said vegetation around the pavements of Northern Serbia, The O.D. and myself have the constitution of very large gnu's. If this is in any way disturbing the following rules should be applied.......
Rule One:.... dont drink with Britmil Rule Two...... ......... ........ Dont drink with BRITMIL!!!!!! |
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Lildve
Silent forgets that the daffodil eating extravaganza was a personal effectation of my own and it was only after observing me carefully (at least one and a half delectable daffs later) that said britmil opted to COPY ME!!!!! Having consumed a variety of flora on previous occasions i had the foresight to eject aforementioned flora and associated impromptu foodstuffs (cigarrete butts etc) at a strategic point in the evening in an ally (having already considered the option of spraying silents ever so shiny shoes, but foregoing that option for personal reasons (he is much bigger than me) britmil i am not........ (my shoes are proof of that) |
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you so did not go down the shoes route!!!!I feel it necessary to explain my shiny shoes situation to any members who as yet havent lost the will to live from my blogs!!!
As many of you are aware I am an ex member of the senior service (hehe) and as such we are famed for our shiny shoes. Now many will think that I had shiny shoes to 'suck up' and be a good boy on the course, but you would be mistaken. As many of you will know, ratings of the RN have shiny shoes for the sole reason that they act as a great mirror when standing close to the dancefloor and you are having a gander!!!! Its a valid reason and I am sticking to it.......... and Mr M.T. I will be getting you back for this!! My apologies for anybody bored to tears by now, but you really had to be there!!! |
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