Not so many years ago I was stationed not to far from Basingstoke at a lovely little station called Odiham. So one day I was parking breakfast or it could have been lunch when I heard a "toot de toot". Strange I thought since I hadn't had Indian food or one of Scaryducks experimental foods stuff. Then I heard it again. "That sounds like bugle" I thought.
So I finished my personal admin and headed up to visual control room (Glass bit at the top of a control tower) and saw a number of people looking very confused (Nothing new in air traffic but...). you see what they were looking at a dozen men on horses, guns and dogs running around the airfield. "WFT" said I and dispatched our driver to go and find out what was going on. (At this point as well the guard force had been mobilised and we had grounded all the Chinooks).
Driver to Head Hunter - "WTF" (or words to that affect)
HH - "We are the Hampshire and we are chasing a fox - haaazaaarhh"
Driver - "But but but this is an airfield"
HH - " Yeah but we are the Hampshire hunt"
Driver - but but this is a military airfield with a big fence round it"
HH - "Well we just hopped the little bit you missed in the far corner"
Driver - "Did the big f**k off helicopters not give it away"
HH - "Yes but we are chasing a fox"
And I am not exaggerating the HH bit he really was that pompus.
Driver - " But you can't be here"
HH - " We are the Hampshire and we can go anywhere" he said waving his shotgun.
At this point the guard force stopped leaning against their landrover and took a more tactical position - IE Started aiming their guns at the man waving the shotgun.
HH - "We are the Hampshire hunt. We have horse and Guns and everything"
Driver - " AH yes but your shotgun will fire twice and only wound me, their semi automatic assault rifles will fire 30 rounds in a few seconds and probably wont miss" he said pointing out the now aimed and ready weapons pointing at him. "now piss off (Or words to that affect)"
So very niffed they decided to leave but the dogs didn't have the same idea. So our poor driver spent the next hour chasing hounds round the airfield. Getting pissed and shat on at every opportunity. Finally he had them all and as a reward we let him go and get showered and changed.
Funny thing is the callsign for the Driver is 'Rover 1' .. muhahahahahahahaha ah!
6 comments:
Brilliant, you can just imagine the pompous twit on the horse, in fact doesn't he work here!!
You might actually be right !!
Odiham became a fox haven at that point.
Is that some kind of military slang relating to the local tottie??
Possibly my friend, possibly. I think it was even a OWL sanctuary at one point.
i remember my uncle telling me about that when i was at college
Heeheeheeheehee!
Ooh, I loves tales like that :o)
The callsign 'Rover 1' is the icing on the cake.
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