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Originally Posted by Tins

And, yes, you have to call 'em Chefs...

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Who called the chef a bastard? Who called the bastard a chef?

Originally Posted by Tins

Army chefs are like civvie forkies. Never get on the wrong side of 'em.

And, yes, you have to call 'em Chefs... Bit like calling me a Craftsman.

The army chefs were a law unto themselves. We would drive down from the workshops to the mess to collect smoko. One day the staff sergeant needed the Landrover to go somewhere, so sent me down early when I drove up to the kitchen I saw a sergeant put a whole case of biscuits into the boot of his car! This sort of behaviour also seemed to explain why we got coffee in summer and orange juice in winter.

In the lead up to "The Dismissal" nonsense there was no money, wot wiv the budget being blocked. Ergo, no food being bought, and no wages for Tins. The Army of those days were hoarders, and had stockpiles of stuff, probably dating back to the Boer War. So, we got fed tinned ham steaks, tinned potatoes, tinned Vegemite and "dog biscuits" ( if you know, you know ). For EIGHT WEEKS! Still, you'd reckon the "chefs" couldn't bugger that right. Right? You'd be wrong.

The back pay, when we got it, enriched the local restaurants and takeaway shops for ages. The REALLY smart guys went back to the mess as normal, as the food wasn't at all bad after that, and it was free.