Genuine story, for what it's worth: (we used to train on the facilities at CTC Lympstone from time to time, and came into close contact with RMs and RMRs) Also used to run recces on them on Woodbury Common, Dartmoor, etc - all areas where armoured vehicles would get you about ten yards before bogging in...
USMC Officer, eying the letters "RM" worn on a Royal's shoulder slide: "Say, what do those letters RM mean?"
Bootie: " Real Marines, Sir."
(Also to be taken as a joke!)
When I went through first the cadets, then Officer training, etc etc, the British Army was going through a difficult phase - the ancient, worn-out FV432 APCs we had in Germany basically didn't work, and were there just to keep the Tech/Mech people amused. We only used them when we wanted to start walking from a previously undetermined point...
Once we paid a farmer 5 Pounds to carry the platoon in the back of his farm trailer!
USMC Officer, eying the letters "RM" worn on a Royal's shoulder slide: "Say, what do those letters RM mean?"
Bootie: " Real Marines, Sir."
(Also to be taken as a joke!)
When I went through first the cadets, then Officer training, etc etc, the British Army was going through a difficult phase - the ancient, worn-out FV432 APCs we had in Germany basically didn't work, and were there just to keep the Tech/Mech people amused. We only used them when we wanted to start walking from a previously undetermined point...
Once we paid a farmer 5 Pounds to carry the platoon in the back of his farm trailer!