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Officer who reads the proclamation on 1916 comemoration.
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Originally posted by GoneToTheCanner View PostWe had whitewashed ceremonial rifle straps, which always flaked off, for the FN until they brought in some actual white straps (polyester) and items of white webbing, which were much easier to use and maintain.
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PS: the guy to the right of Inda Kenny needs to sack his shoe-polishing underling.Look at the dust on them!
What good is in youth when it's ageing what joy are in eyes that cant see when there's sorrow in sunshine and flowers and only our rivers run free.
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Originally posted by Herald View PostMore so,the Air Corps officers uniform needs a belt, the Ned Kelly is too obvious without it.
What good is in youth when it's ageing what joy are in eyes that cant see when there's sorrow in sunshine and flowers and only our rivers run free.
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Originally posted by Goldie fish View PostEvery man thinks meanly of himself for not having been a soldier - Samuel Johnson
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Originally posted by Goldie fish View Post
What good is in youth when it's ageing what joy are in eyes that cant see when there's sorrow in sunshine and flowers and only our rivers run free.
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Originally posted by Goldie fish View Post
Nice clip of the event.
Can't understand why RTE didn't show it live. They are showing "a wedding" live on friday.....
What good is in youth when it's ageing what joy are in eyes that cant see when there's sorrow in sunshine and flowers and only our rivers run free.
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Originally posted by knocker View Post
THROUGH THE BLOOD
TO THE GREEN FIELDS BEYOND
See the tanks, onward they come.
Clatter clatter, what a hum,
Still the rumble comes more and more,
Like advancing bulls that snort and roar,
Tracks, trunnion wheels, and cranks,
Uproot trees and tear down banks.
On thro waving cornfields, orchards and woods,
Disgracefully turning them into seas of mud.
Mothers solemnly line the street to stand and watch
Is it my husband or my son in the hatch
With a cheery wave from left to right
Could this be the day before the fight
Turrets turn with angry stares
Pointing their guns everywhere
Iron monsters painted to stop the rust
Now make a pincer move and then a thrust
Tanks are not steeds for the knights of old
A carriage only for men so bold
Decorated with shields of mail,
Their fierce some fire power makes men quail
When the tanks begin to move
They have so many things to prove
Deriver left, driver right
Straight forward into the fight
Onward, onward through the mud,
Advancing onward to shed their blood
Within the crews there are deep bonds
Alas many lie in the green fields beyond.
Catch-22 says they have a right to do anything we can't stop them from doing.
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