tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732615.post111080353589808610..comments2023-09-26T02:09:58.787+10:00Comments on diogenesian discourse: ugly is an accusation...Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732615.post-1111578111062464852005-03-23T22:41:00.000+11:002005-03-23T22:41:00.000+11:00Nowadays I have real problems with Anzac Day and o...Nowadays I have real problems with Anzac Day and organsiations like the RSL. That's all I can say at this time. My thoughts are still too confused about the issue of my new-found pacifist stand. Thinking is...<BR/><BR/>Glad your friend made it back.The Editorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03884172849865230486noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732615.post-1111565866431313392005-03-23T19:17:00.000+11:002005-03-23T19:17:00.000+11:00the guy was just a friend and yes he came back. th...the guy was just a friend and yes he came back. there were a bunch of us from Melbourne went to see him off from Sydney so he would not feel alone. at the very time, my beau was elsewhere making a very strong public anti-war statement. I love ANZAC Day marches and always weep. often say to friends 'see that old bat in the dirty cardigan? in the ANZAC march his chest is covered in campaign medals and he stands up straight when he's with his mates.<BR/>45 years ago, when the march in Melbourne was really something, I was in it in my grandfather's place and wore his medals from France 1914-18BwcaBrowniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11500142856655553009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732615.post-1111564349816033122005-03-23T18:52:00.000+11:002005-03-23T18:52:00.000+11:00No, you don't look stupid, Brownie, but yes, I was...No, you don't look stupid, Brownie, but yes, I <B>was</B> a member of the RAR. 9th Battallion, Royal Australian Regiment, in actuality. The main body of the battalion went by ship from Adelaide (we were based at Woodside in the Adelaide Hills prior to going to SVN).The Editorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03884172849865230486noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732615.post-1111549605482985392005-03-23T14:46:00.000+11:002005-03-23T14:46:00.000+11:00oh shit now I get it - you are a veteran but not o...oh shit now I get it - you are a veteran but not of the RAR and you did not fly out of Sydney at midnight. don't I look stupid.BwcaBrowniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11500142856655553009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732615.post-1111549484983527582005-03-23T14:44:00.000+11:002005-03-23T14:44:00.000+11:00I went with a mate in 1968 to the airport to sit w...I went with a mate in 1968 to the airport to sit with him between reporting in at 7pm, and flying out to Vietnam duty at midnight.<BR/>It was truly horrific and still upsets me. a bunch of 19 year olds thought they would never see Australia again, and 500 of them were correct.<BR/>we drank and drank and drank.BwcaBrowniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11500142856655553009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732615.post-1111502971146099582005-03-23T01:49:00.000+11:002005-03-23T01:49:00.000+11:00brownie, I would recommend doubling the Glühwein. ...brownie, I would recommend doubling the Glühwein. Definitely. Although that sounds unkind. But it's safer.<BR/>I didn't fly to SVN, I went on the troopship HMAS Sydney from Adelaide in Nov '68 (9RAR) so I had no experience of the Mascot "happy hours" but I reckon you very aptly captured the mood with the phrase "like there was no tomorrow". I hope your Nasho beau made it back ok.The Editorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03884172849865230486noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732615.post-1111496529024653802005-03-23T00:02:00.001+11:002005-03-23T00:02:00.001+11:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.BwcaBrowniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11500142856655553009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732615.post-1111496528885527192005-03-23T00:02:00.000+11:002005-03-23T00:02:00.000+11:00Sorry - I don't know if improvement will come from...Sorry - I don't know if improvement will come from halving or doubling the medication.<BR/>I loved the photo of the Kitty with the weapon.<BR/>I always say there is no U in QANTAS so it's KANTAS.<BR/>1968: at the tinny old airport to sendoff a friend (RAR National Serviceman) going to the war. They were flown out at midnight after a 7pm check in. nothing to do for 5 hours but drink. so we did, the parents did, the wives and girlfriends did - everybody drank like there was no tomorrow.I mentioned it because I thought you would certainly remember it too. cheers HBBwcaBrowniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11500142856655553009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732615.post-1110937049893144642005-03-16T12:37:00.000+11:002005-03-16T12:37:00.000+11:00Glad you were amused. But your last bit was way t...Glad you were amused. But your last bit was way too cryptic for me.The Editorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03884172849865230486noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732615.post-1110897838068573842005-03-16T01:43:00.000+11:002005-03-16T01:43:00.000+11:00Thanks for bringing that to my attention when I wa...Thanks for bringing that to my attention when I was still laughing over the AK-Kitty.<BR/>A triumph considering there is nothing funny about the (not very) royal nuptuals, or weaponry.<BR/>In 1968 I was at Kingsford Smith for one of those midnight departures by KANTAS and still choke up at the remembrance. bless you. exonome.blogspot.com/BwcaBrowniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11500142856655553009noreply@blogger.com