Showing posts with label tanks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tanks. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 02, 2007

Jungle Journalism


Today my first proper bit of journalism will appear in a newspaper. Proper journalism with hard-hitting facts and things, not just nonsense about ladies and shoes. Okay so it's mostly nonsense about tanks but it feels more grown up.

I can't wait to get hold of a copy, it doesn't come out to later and this day is going so very slowly it hurts.

*UPDATE*

It was yesterday, I didn't post this because I spent the first half of the day nervously biting my nails and the second half getting hold of as many copies as I could.

Thursday, September 27, 2007

Tanks, tanks, tanks!


Tanks are skill, actually think of the best thing ever, then like times it by a lot (more than six) and you aren't even close to how brilliant tanks are.

To misquote Spinal Tap.

"How much more good could tanks be?
None, None more good."

Rumbling around in that motorised killing machine was the best thing ever, well I say best thing, but we got to play with the gun, and that was even betterererer. If you ever get the chance to mess around in tanks, do. The one I was messing around in was an APC, but with a turret. It was a rare special edition of the FV432 that has a turret with a proper gun in. The tank I was playing in was used to patrol the Berlin wall to protect it from David Hasselhoff.

It's supposed to be a good starter tank because it is manageable 17 tonnes and you could service it yourself. Sadly the price of them has gone through the roof with the situation in Iraq as instead of getting rid of these aging monsters the MOD is retrofitting them and sending them out to Afghanistan.

Still, where the tanks are, I must go. I'm off to join the army now. Bye

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Smart Cars, Tanks and old coats


I put on an old coat today, it's a double breasted affair that I've not worn for months, some time last year really. It's pockets were full of junk so it was like going back in time. There were receipts from bars I can't remember going to and a business card for 'Ruth' that had 'call me' on the back in red pen. Of course I chucked it all in the bin, or the recycling box to be exact, but it made me smile.

I also had my first go in a smart car today, one that looks almost exactly like the one in the picture, I'm borrowing it off a friend to drive up north to mess around in tanks for a newspaper. I like the idea of turning up to a tank battle in a Smart Car, it seems plucky and faintly rediculous. That's me almost exactly.