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Keith's Page
![]() My Story
Hello There,
I enlisted into the Royal Artillery in June 1968, and was in the very first intake to
complete its Basic training and pass out at Woolwich when 17 Training Regiment
moved down from Oswestry.
17th Training Regiment
Royal Artillery
C Section
Le Cateau Troop
59 (Asten) Battery RA
24th June - 27th September 1968
Some names I remember, not in any particular order:
Rear: Declan Doyle, Jimmy Pearce, D Fleet, J Wade and me.
Middle: Pete Bryson, Ken Train, Jimmy Mace, Danny Brookes, Eddie Halfpenny,
C Woodford, A Forsythe and C Wakefield.
Front: P Hatch, A Booth, F Rennaldson, Sgt Hudson, Lt Moore and Bdr Dave Scott.
"Your Rank?"
"That's a matter of Opinion."
C Section Football Team
Training was quite hard but we were a good Intake and all got stuck in. Believe it or not in
1968 we were still using Blanco and Brasso to clean our Kit. We had two hard task Master's in
Sgt Hudson and Bdr Dave Scott, but they were very fair. I joined the Army to see the World, but after
training I was posted to Shoeburyness, about two miles from my old house, I think someone was having
a laugh at the Records Office.
The dizzy heights of the Best Young Gunner
N.B. I have recently made contact with Allan Demuth who was in the same Training Intake as myself.
If there is anyone else out there, please get in touch.
I was posted to 36 Heavy Air Defence Regiment in September 1968 at Shoeburyness. This
was a very popular posting as it was close to the nightlife in sunny Southend on Sea. As I
was a Southend boy, it was just like coming home. This must of been one of the best
postings in the UK for a young Gunner. I'm sure many will have their
happy memories of that time.
![]() The usual Local Boy makes good write up,
but did'nt I look young then!
Many 36 lads married local girls and settled in the Southend area after
their service finished, and many are now members of the
The Regiment was probably the biggest Regiment in the British Army, it certainly had
the most vehicles, over 280, it also had a whole Signal Squadron (260) attached to it,
and a large REME / RAOC detachment. Much time was spent on Exercise in
West Germany for two months at a time, so the Batteries were constantly on the move.
Firing Camp was held at Ty Croes Camp in Angelsey which was a two day drive
from Shoeburyness, breaking the journey at The Junior Leaders Regiment, Bramcote,
many will remember sleeping in the Hangers there, freezing!
I have fond memories of nights out in Holyhead whilst at Firing camp.
27th March 1969
On the 27th March 1969 every Regiment in the Royal Artillery was represented and
took part in the Parade at Woolwich when HM Queen inspected the Royal Regiment.
I was lucky to be part of the 36 Regiment contingent. 36 Regiment supplied two
Thunderbird's. The 36 party were led by S/Sgt Billy Bunting (F Troop).
It was so cold everyone on parade was issued with gloves.
N.B. Is there anyone out there who also took part in this Parade.
If so do you have any photo's that I could publish here.
In January 1971 I was posted to the Royal Artillery Recruiting Troop at Woolwich to
take charge of the Thunderbird Missile in No1 Display Team, and later became a
member of the RA Motor Cycle Display Team (The Flying Gunners).
During my time at Woolwich I was kept on 36 Regimental strength.
Keith left holding the baby again!
I would like to bid EVERYONE a warm welcome to our Web site and hope you
enjoy your visit. To all who remember me or would like to contribute to the
Web site please E- mail me, I will be pleased to hear from you,
Best Regards
Keith
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Memory Lane
If like myself you served in the 70's, here are a few of
the things that were going on at the time, do you remember?
Hope you like the following!
UBIQUE
by
Rudyard Kipling (South African War)
There is a word you often see, pronounce it as you may -
'You bike,' 'you bikwe,' 'ubbikwe' - alludin' to R.A.
It serves 'Orse, Field, an' Garrison as motto for a crest,
An' when you've found out all it means I'll tell you 'alf the rest.
Ubique means the long-range Krupp be'ind the low-range 'ill -
Ubique means you'll pick it up an', while you do stand, still.
Ubique means you've caught the flash an' timed it by the sound.
Ubique means five gunners' 'ash before you've loosed a round.
Ubique means Blue Fuse1, an' make the 'ole to sink the trail. 1extreme range
Ubique means stand up an' take the Mauser's 'alf-mile 'ail.
Ubique means the crazy team not God nor man can 'old.
Ubique means that 'orse's scream which turns your innards cold.
Ubique means 'Bank, 'Olborn, Bank - a penny all the way -
The soothin' jingle-bump-an'-clank from day to peaceful day.
Ubique means 'They've caught De Wet, an' now we sha'n't be long.'
Ubique means 'I much regret, the beggar's going strong!'
Ubique means the tearin' drift where, breech-blocks jammed with mud,
The khaki muzzles duck an' lift across the khaki flood.
Ubique means the dancing plain that changes rocks to Boers.
Ubique means the mirage again an' shellin' all outdoors.
Ubique means 'Entrain at once for Grootdefeatfontein'!
Ubique means 'Off-load your guns' - at midnight in the rain!
Ubique means 'More mounted men. Return all guns to store.'
Ubique means the R.A.M.R. Infantillery Corps!
Ubique means the warnin' grunt the perished linesman knows,
When o'er 'is strung an' sufferin' front the shrapnel sprays 'is foes,
An' as their firin' dies away the 'usky whisper runs
From lips that 'aven't drunk all day: 'The Guns! Thank Gawd, the Guns!'
Extreme, depressed, point-blank or short, end-first or any'ow,
From Colesberg Kop to Quagga's Poort - from Ninety-Nine till now -
By what I've 'eard the others tell an' I in spots 'ave seen,
There's nothin' this side 'Eaven or 'Ell Ubique doesn't mean!
Rank Recognition
General
Faster than a speeding bullet.
More powerful than a locomotive.
Leaps tall buildings in a single bound.
Walks on water.
Lunches with God, but must pick up tab.
Colonel
Almost as fast as a speeding bullet.
More powerful than a shunting engine on a steep incline.
Leaps short buildings with a single bound.
Walks on water if sea is calm.
Talks to God.
Lieutenant-Colonel
Faster than an energetically thrown rock.
Almost as powerful as a speeding bullet.
Leaps short buildings with a running start in favourable winds.
Walks on water of indoor swimming pools if lifeguard is present.
May be granted audience with God if special request is approved at least
three working days in advance.
Major
Can fire a speeding bullet with tolerable accuracy.
Loses tug-of-war against anything mechanical.
Makes impressively high marks when trying to leap tall buildings.
Swims well.
Is occasionally addressed by God, in passing.
Captain
Can sometimes handle firearm without shooting self.
Is run over by trains.
Barely clears outhouse.
Doggy paddles.
Mumbles to self.
Lieutenant
Is dangerous to self and comrades if armed and unsupervised.
Recognizes trains two out of three times.
Runs into tall buildings.
Can stay afloat if properly instructed in the use of life jacket and water wings.
Talks to walls.
2nd Lieutenant
Can be trusted with either gun or ammunition but never both.
Must have train ticket pinned to jacket and mittens tied to sleeves.
Falls over doorsteps while trying to enter tall buildings.
Plays in Mud puddles.
Stutters.
Officer Cadet
Under no circumstances to be issued with gun or ammunition, and must even be
closely supervised when handling sharp pieces of paper - staples are right out.
Says: "Look at choo choo!"
Not allowed inside buildings of any size.
Makes good boat anchor.
Mere existence makes God shudder.
Sergeant-Major
Catches hyper sonic armour piercing fin stabilized discarding sabot
depleted uranium long rod penetrators in his teeth and eats them.
Kicks bullet trains off their tracks.
Uproots tall buildings and walk under them.
Freezes water with a single glance; parts it with trifling gesture.
Is God.
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