Welcoming all reports with avid reading at this late hour while at on night watch duties.
In the Orchard camp there is a lot of QUIET due to the fact that non arf pip has cleared off to in depth jungle training aka bootcamp activity week. Jungle is in fact the large wooded activity zone for boot camp commanders and those who are in year6. Much whimpering and wailing heard in the orchard camp last night at the horror of leaving ens and that she’s worried and upset and more worried and more upset..
Pip is the only orchard member bred in captivity (as it were) but her early years with the full blown Arf have left her some hidden scars. loss or fear of loss is a biggy for her. However she has girded her loins and headed off for collective expeditions.
Agent Partridge has an annual celebration at the weekend and the plan dear comrades is to have a bbq with both in laws and En1’s family. Agent has been making some signs of progress because he has had actually requested some gifts of a birthday type. Shhhhh. this might mean he expects to get something. This is close to a point of ‘de-arfing the arf!’
This is progress indeed. Young lad agent has declared ‘Victoria Sponge’ to be cake of desire. Again en has noticed that agent has not done the usual grunt of ‘whatever’ when asked if he’d like a special cake ration and what type.
Impressed by camps undergoing renovation, MASH visits and full salute for ANY camp visiting the heavy bombardment training zone aka indoor play thingy. En1 would rather stick pins in her ocular equipment then go in one of these...!
Now comrades, our corps canine of glory has worked out a new trick- worthy of ARF mention in dispatches. Canine support unit is of Labrador X lineage. He therefore likes the MESS area of the orchard camp and other places similar best. Evil mean EN1 wouldn’t let said keen Labrador in the MESS of ecclesiastical areas. Despite him trying the ‘im a food preparation supervisor’ impression. This week it was baptism Sunday at said ecclesiastical zone and master waggy was on lead so he couldn’t go near MESS area at the back of the hall. suddenly, when we went past the open patio port cullis to the baptistery, he made the ‘im going to chunder’ face and noises. Quickly En1 undid his lead and he duly went out the doors... what en hadn’t seen was a child had dropped various biscuits around one side of baptistery.....suffix it to say no sweeping outside was required.
en2 says canine unit should get a medal for sneaky biscuit obtaining under false pretences right under en1’s nose....