
 Originally Posted by 
RANDLOVER
					 
				 
				So do I.
Once in the army we didn't forget anything but were left off the list of force numbers when we were seconded to another unit,  so the chef refused to feed us lunch. Luckily by dinner time our Sergeant realised there was plenty of food and the way they controlled portions was via the metal multi compartment meal trays, so he got the rest of the unit to get there early, then wash the trays and give them to us so we could eat in th later part of meal times.  The chefs didn't keep an eye on the juice and coffee dispensers, so a lot of us made cups out of soft drink cans with the tops removed and wire handles.
			
		 
	 
 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.
				
			 
			
		 
			
				
			
			
				JayTee
Nullus Anxietus
Cancer is gender blind. 
2000 D2 TD5 Auto:                Tins
1994 D1 300TDi Manual:        Dave
1980 SIII Petrol Tray:             Doris
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Nanocom, D2 TD5 only.
 
			
			
		 
	
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