Signals thing?

Bored again.

Does anyone else get annoyed when they see someone in a tv programme say "over and out" or is it just a signals (or Teabag) thing?

Mrs Teabag usually looks at me as if I have finally flipped as I sit there shouting "It's over or out you dickheads, can't be both". She is probably right!

Teabag wrote:

Bored again.

Does anyone else get annoyed when they see someone in a tv programme say "over and out" or is it just a signals (or Teabag) thing?

Mrs Teabag usually looks at me as if I have finally flipped as I sit there shouting "It's over or out you dickheads, can't be both". She is probably right!

That'll be Yes to both questions for me then

Teabag wrote:

Bored again.

Does anyone else get annoyed when they see someone in a tv programme say "over and out" or is it just a signals (or Teabag) thing?

Mrs Teabag usually looks at me as if I have finally flipped as I sit there shouting "It's over or out you dickheads, can't be both". She is probably right!

I have a mental image of Teabag.
He's sitting in a bath chair, wrapped in a dressing gown, gouty old foot bound up in a great big bandage and beating the shite out of his telly with a great knobbly walking stick!

Think i`ve got to agree with you there Brum..

Not being one of those radio type bods i couldn`t give a monkey`s (Not RMP ) toss.about radio procedure.

Teabag at your age you should be worrying about your blood pressure.instead of losing the rag .Get Mrs. Teabag to make you the cup that cheers and add a liberal dose of the water of life. That should make life easier

Over and out Certa Cito etc.etc

G

Hi Teabag,

Why are you bored old chap. Perhaps a nice holiday in Germany would do the trick.
Take me with you when you go.

Jimsigs1

Teabag wrote:

Bored again.

Does anyone else get annoyed when they see someone in a tv programme say "over and out" or is it just a signals (or Teabag) thing?

Mrs Teabag usually looks at me as if I have finally flipped as I sit there shouting "It's over or out you dickheads, can't be both". She is probably right!

Have to agree with you tea-bag. I might have remustered from RTG Op to the Cook Trade, but I still give a little groan when hearing that. Proper is proper and wrong is wrong. At least hollywood hasn't gotten around to buggering up Fire Orders.

But I have to admit that after I went to work in the prison system I did teach them some bad yank procedure just by using it on the system.

The one I hate is IT'S IN THE BALL PARK
Is this from Yankyland I wonder

Jimsigs1

Brum you forgot the port and Jim, I wish! Gordon, you are on ze list!

When we reach a certain age our Alter Ego, Victor Meldrew, kicks in. What really grips my s*** happens at Petrol Stations, the person in front puts £3:00 worth of fuel in their car, goes in to pay, wanders round the shop presumably checking the run out date on every item, joins the longest check out queue, pays in 2 pence coins, gets back in the car and adjusts everything that needs to be adjusted then drives off!!!! I normally bump in to the same bastard at the Supermarket!!! Or is it just me?

Quote :

Gordon, you are on ze list!

Note to self

Employ a food taster....

Shelldrake wrote:

When we reach a certain age our Alter Ego, Victor Meldrew, kicks in. What really grips my s*** happens at Petrol Stations, the person in front puts £3:00 worth of fuel in their car, goes in to pay, wanders round the shop presumably checking the run out date on every item, joins the longest check out queue, pays in 2 pence coins, gets back in the car and adjusts everything that needs to be adjusted then drives off!!!! I normally bump in to the same bastard at the Supermarket!!! Or is it just me?

I don't beLIEVE it!

I think I am just as bad - the originator of a radio transmission holds ownership of the conversation and ultimately is the only one to end it - he says out and not the callsign being called - I hate it when at work control assume they have to say 'out' just cos they are up in control!

Shelldrake wrote:

When we reach a certain age our Alter Ego, Victor Meldrew, kicks in. What really grips my s*** happens at Petrol Stations, the person in front puts £3:00 worth of fuel in their car, goes in to pay, wanders round the shop presumably checking the run out date on every item, joins the longest check out queue, pays in 2 pence coins, gets back in the car and adjusts everything that needs to be adjusted then drives off!!!! I normally bump in to the same bastard at the Supermarket!!! Or is it just me?

Shelldrake that same person must have holidays here. I met him at the Co-op gas station here. I finally went in to the store and asked him if he required CPR. He asked why? I told him, that I was concerned that maybe had suffered a stroke/heart attack having not seeing him for the last two hours ( the two hours was a bit over, but I did make my point).

jimsigs1 wrote:

The one I hate is IT'S IN THE BALL PARK
Is this from Yankyland I wonder

Jimsigs1

Oh it's all Yank !

Calling a mixed-sex group "Guys"

When you tick an item on a list, it's now "Check"

but what really maddens me, and it'll be on your telly tonight folks, is "for free".

"Buy one you get the second one "for free""
AAAGH !

(Jim, I fear there are dark forces at work in our computer. Did you get my response to the QOH photo you sent me?)

jimsigs1 wrote:

The one I hate is IT'S IN THE BALL PARK
Is this from Yankyland I wonder

Jimsigs1

Having used Ball Park in a recent post I thought it wise to change my avatar and
Admit to having a WW2 G.I. for a father. Hoping that will excuse my occasional lapses into an alternative vocabulary.

Brum,

A thousand apologies for not confirming your receipt my the QOH photo.
Yes, I am wearing elastics. It was the lazy way of wearing gaiters.

Jimsigs1

jimsigs1 wrote:

Brum,

A thousand apologies for not confirming your receipt my the QOH photo.
Yes, I am wearing elastics. It was the lazy way of wearing gaiters.

Jimsigs1

No apology required mate, we were checking the state of our computer.

Elastics though ? A Cardinal Sin in those bullshitty days !

Brum,

I tell you what was the cardinal sin in those days of gaiter wearing, the use of lead weighs on a string. Now that would send the QM staff alight due to the premature wear on the trouser bottoms.

Jimsigs1

On arrival in BAOR January 1952, I was met at the guardroom of 6 Armd Div by RSM Jimmy Derwent who took one look at my weighted slacks and whacked at them with his Pace Stick (whacking was OK in those days) and bellowed 'what the bloody hell are those, get them off'.
I scuttled into the guard room removed the offending weights and dutifully handed them to the said RSM. He then went on to berate me at length on how he wanted things done and what he expected from junior NCO's. He ended his tirade by telling me that I was to do guard commander that night and would have a prelim guard mount to check me out. I bullshitted for the rest of the day and turned out in immaculate condition. Jimmy looked me up and down, gave me a fatherly smile and said, 'come, come corporal, can't have you looking like a Nig Nog can we, use these weights that were left in the guard room this morning' ... just wanted to rattle my cage I guess. But he was the best RSM I ever had.

Len (Ciphers)

jimsigs1 wrote:

Brum,

I tell you what was the cardinal sin in those days of gaiter wearing, the use of lead weighs on a string. Now that would send the QM staff alight due to the premature wear on the trouser bottoms.

Jimsigs1

I remember weights. Apparently the best sort were made from motorbike chains but word at the time had it that if you were found wearing them the RMP would do you for carrying an offensive weapon. (The thought of smacking somebody with a motorbike chain wrapped round my lilywhites makes me cringe !).

Weights, what weights Sir, theyr'e a counterpoise earth for the manpack !!!! I just wish I'd had the nerve to try that one.

Not with battledress but with lightweights and combat trousers for guards, parades etc...

We had 'trouser twists' short length of twisted elastic with hooks on each end. these were used to blouse your trousers and negated the need to tuck your trousers into boots which looked awful. Some went to the extremes of buying beaded curtain weight which laid into the bottom of the bloused trousers gave the effect of neat trousers.

Also, using a soap bar on the inside of shirts and trousers where the iron would run giving an impressive crease.

In 1967 I was in BMH Iserlohn having my Appendix removed, it was a four man ward. In the bed opposite me was a Canadian soldier who had been involved in a RTA. His main problem was that he had been wearing weights and the impact had pushed the weights in to his shins with such force that he almost lost his feet, I never wore weights after that. I am sure someone will correct me if I am wrong but I think the Canadian Army were issued with them, they were a sort of U shape with a small chain around the back. Martin, those "Elastics" that you are talking about were freely available in the PX, back in the day, we used to nick the elastic that held our wives stockings up!!

Sheldrake,

What elastic, what stockings - don't remember them. Do remember the painted line at the back though. He! He!

Another trick to 'smarten up the bottom of your pants' was to place a magazine or newspaper in them. Just drop your pants, wrap the magazine or newspaper around your ankles and voila, a smart looking squaddie .. the things we did for BS sakes .. re whitened stripes .. try filling in the small space between them with black pencil or biro ink ... bloody insane.

Len (Ciphers)