CONFESSION TIME By Adrian Fairleigh, 3 RAR
It’s time for a true life confession, which has been playing on my mind since May 1979 when we left Malaysia after completing a RCB trip as a young digger. We were tired and wanted to depart after a long trip away and nearly four months on the piss. We were full of syphilis and gonorrhoea medication after enjoying the delights of the Pearl of the Orient (or as we said, The Black Pearl). We waited for the aircraft to land with great expectation of our relief, which was the fine soldiers of B Coy 3 RAR. They were excited to arrive and to save time started to ask if anyone had any Ringgits to exchange. The exchange rate was a bit over four to one and they knew the rate better than we did. I said I had about 100 ringers (worth about $25.00) and a digger asked if I would take $400 for it, which I reluctantly accepted. We happily exchanged the money as others around soon caught on and did the same.
Everybody was happy that we’d got rid of the Ringgits and exchanged it at the rate set by 3 RAR. It appeared to be a win-win situation for all.
A few days after we got back, the CSM addressed the company and explained that the CSM of B Coy 3 RAR had rung him and asked to pass on to us that we were a pack of cunts.
Due to this, I’ve felt bad for the last 33 years and now that I’ve finally got it off my chest, I feel much better and can continue on with my life. I would also like to say I’m truly sorry and I’m hanging my head in shame, but I can’t and it’s so funny that a little bit of wee has come out.
If you take more than your fair share of objectives, you will get more
than your fair share of objectives to take.