We were in the Solomon Islands in 2003 – the first ones there when it all flared up. It took probably a couple of months to do all the main stuff we had to do and it started to quieten down a bit, so the battalion decided to start an R&R rotation. It just so […]

We were at Canungra for our J training sometime in 2000. We were out in the J and I was placed on sentry duty. The 2IC took me approx 50 m out of the harbour and found a spot next to a log to sit on, then he buggered off back to the platoon. The […]

Pte Clayton “Dawko” Dawkins and I were three or four months into our six months’ tour of East Timor with 4 RAR in 2001. We happened to score a great time slot for our nightly piquet – maybe 10-midnight – so we were happy as pigs in shit, as we were normally the guys on […]

A drunken retard with the situational awareness of a stone would realise that some of the brass in the Defence Force today have no compassion, and no skills to interact with the coal face (diggers) and quite simply put could not give a flying ****! It got me thinking and I come back to a […]

At the beginning of 2002, I had just been posted to 6 RAR. I’d never been to Brisbane before, only in transit. After two long years at Wagga I couldn’t wait to get back to my own kind, meet the boys and check out this Brisbane. Well, it was still rear details so off I […]

Tully was home of the Army’s jungle warfare training school. For a young soldier, it was a place name you’d hear thrown around the boozer, usually in connection with stories of rain, prickly “wait-a-while” vines, mosquitoes, snakes and the general discomfort of heavy packs, damp clothing and a chafed groin. It was staffed by wizened […]