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19 June 2008

Corporal Sarah Bryant, Corporal Sean Reeve, Lance Corporal Richard Larkin and Paul Stout

Poppies, in a field

It is with deep regret that the Ministry of Defence must confirm the deaths of Corporal Sarah Bryant of the Intelligence Corps, Corporal Sean Robert Reeve of the Royal Signals, Lance Corporal Richard Larkin and Paul Stout in Afghanistan on Tuesday 17 June 2008.

Filed under: Poppies — rpg @ 23:35

From the “Have we got the right man?” department

Mark Thatcher famously got lost in the Paris-Dakar rally.

And now he’s accused plotting to overthrow a (admittedly very minor) government?

I think they might have the wrong man.

Filed under: Uncategorized — rpg @ 23:32

14 June 2008

Lance Corporal James Bateman & Private Jeff Doherty

Poppies, in a field

It is with deep sadness that the Ministry of Defence must confirm the deaths of Lance Corporal James Bateman and Private Jeff Doherty of 2nd Battalion The Parachute Regimenton Thursday 12 June 2008 in Helmand Province, Afghanistan.

Filed under: Poppies — rpg @ 21:47

11 June 2008

This cheers me up

Crappy day.  Reading about Paras being blown up by suicide twats doesn’t help.

This, however, makes me feel a bit better:

Typhoon and payload

Credit

Filed under: I want one of those for Christmas,toys,weaponry — rpg @ 21:34

Privates Nathan Cuthbertson, Daniel Gamble and Charles Murray

Poppies, in a field

It is with deep regret that the Ministry of Defence must confirm the deaths of Private Nathan Cuthbertson, Private Daniel Gamble and Private Charles Murray of 2 PARA on Sunday 8 June 2008 in Helmand Province, Afghanistan.

Private Gamble was 22. Ptes Cuthbertson and Murray were both 19 when they were murdered.

Filed under: Poppies — rpg @ 21:27

8 June 2008

He loved Big Brother

From the school newsletter:

Big Brother is alive and well in Australia

He gazed up at the enormous face. Forty years it had taken him to learn what kind of smile was hidden beneath the dark moustache. O cruel needless misunderstanding! O stubborn, self-willed exile from the loving beast. Two gin-scented tears trickled down the sides of his nose. But it was all right, everything was all right, the struggle was finished. He had won the victory over himself. He loved Big Brother.

Filed under: scary — rpg @ 12:10

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