Wednesday, January 9, 2008

Why?

We do what we must because we can.

Wednesday, January 2, 2008

Mug

I think I like my new mug.

Tuesday, January 1, 2008

Back at the lines

Cheer up Chuck, we're being mortared again.

Im Westen nichts Neues

Dear Mum and Dad,

I am officially somewhere else, where I am not at liberty to say. In fact, the whole of this land is TOP SECRET; no one is allowed to know where it is. Even the people here have been told to forget that they’re here. Unfortunately, the bloody Germans do know where this is, and they aren’t letting us have it. Anyway, I came here by certain ship, landed by certain transport, at certain time, certain place, all this I’m dead certain. We are allowed to mention the sky, so I’ll say that we have one, and that’s it right overhead, with enough space to stand up. In spite of this luxury, I’m writing this in a hole in the ground. Very convenient; if you get killed they just fill it in and stand in a chunk of rock there. That’s all the cheery news for now, will write again when the situation is less fraught.

Your loving son,
Terry

Extract from Spike Milligan.

Monday, December 31, 2007

Tactica 002

When your commanders tell you that you're mad, it's usually fine. When your foot soldiers start, you should be worried.

Europeans

Heaven is where:
The policemen are British,
The chefs are French,
The mechanics are German,
The lovers are Italian,
and the administrators Swiss.

Hell is where:
The policemen are German,
The chefs are British,
The mechanics are French,
The lovers Swiss,
and where the place is run by the Italians.

From a little hotel in Switzerland.

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Tactica 001

Military strategy: The art of gaining unfair advantages for your troops over the enemy's.