"Musician out of tune on swinging night out"

kielerwoche · "Musician out of tune on swinging night out"

Who remembers the newspaper headline,
"Musician out of tune on swinging night out"

and who & what story it refers to.

Hint. Chatham, early 70's

admin

Nope, you've got me there!

joe90

Buzz Howarth?

townsergeant

Possibly a Horn Player?

kielerwoche

"Musician out of tune on swinging night out."

A certain welsh cornet player. A true gentleman and scholar, and my best man, who was also an early and leading dog end, was on a run ashore. At end of night, slightly worse for wear, he "borrowed: a child's tricycle to get back to Pembroke.

The police spotted him him going the wrong way around the Brompton roundabout, opposite the Bootneck pub in early hours of morning, and with the well know lack of sense of humour that the constabulary are noted for (

) arrested and duly charged him.

There followed an appearance in court, small fine and slapped wrist, then I think a weeks Nos. 9's summary punishment. The newspaper headline appeared in either the Brompton or Chatham paper.

RAB

kielerwoche

You got him Rab

Hornblower

...and he signed onto this forum too!!!

What a great wee man he is too. Always got a smile on his chops, you couldn't help having a good time with him around...

kielerwoche

He was also my best man. ( But I wont hold that against him)

RAB

kielerwoche

I used to be in two minds, but now I'm not sure. Plus I am writing this from Dublin so maybe Irish mist is fogging the brain

kielerwoche

Joe90 "Buzz Howarth?"

Thanks Joe, I had forgotten about buzz.

One morning on colours, Buzz jumping around and banging cymbals in air shouting " WASP" WASP" at top of his falsetto voicce.

Jolly Jack most amused.
DM Peever not amused.

bootybandy

Was he also the same man that had his chain stay held on with pink ribbon, and when said helmet was removed there was pick ribbon neatly tied around head?????

sticky blue

Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! - seen it done with a boot lace but not pink ribbon, but thats Buzz for ya

kielerwoche

"Was he also the same man that had his chain stay held on with pink ribbon, and when said helmet was removed there was pick ribbon neatly tied around head?????"

I think that came from a typical Drum Major one-liner being taken literally.

"If it us under your hat it belongs to you, but if it is below the hat it is mine!"

This led to some crazy hair-dos. With huge amounts of hair tucked up under the hat, to be released when going ashore. Taff Cox, Steve Parkin and Hookey Walker were the ones to grow the longest hair in this way if I remember right, and Buzz certainly tied his hair up with a pink ribbon. I also seem to remember him wearing it while doing a ballet dance in a chatham pub with a certain large bulger character Stan Mathews where both collapsed off the table they were dancing on into a pile of glasses.

RAB

kielerwoche

Yes Rab, what was the name of that big barman/maid with the bad or glass eye that organized all that? (Viv????)

2nd Clarinet

2nd Clarinet

Mr Bass Trombone

I thought was you Stan, after your famous night out in Kiel, when you spent the night with a rabbit that dragged you down a hole, Bob Gill believed you anyway, we just laughed. As for the real headliner was the old dogend that spent many a night on a bench or elsewhere in the Ghuznie Fort, if you know what I mean.

kielerwoche

"Yes Rab, what was the name of that big barman/maid with the bad or glass eye that organized all that? (Viv????)"

Rab, remembered the name of barman-maid.

JIV ( Giovanni)

RAB

joe90

kielerwoche

The rabbit was killed by a steaming bat at 30 paces. We ( Stu was there ) could not understand why it had not run away, till we got up to to it and found that it was trapped in a snare. So I broke the geneva convention and executed a german prisoner rabbit whilst under my charge. But it sure tasted nice in the coffee boat urn with carrots and spuds, and was a welcome change from boiled eggs and black tea out of a carton they served us at scran, and Schnapps, bratwurst mit pom fritte for supper. It even beat the corn flakes with schnapps instead of milk we had at breakfast. Not nearly as tasty as the goldfish, guppy and terrapin chowder though. I will always remember with kindness Bob Gill for that day ( and many others) he could have locked me up and thrown the key away, but he just smiled, shrugged his shoulders and got on with rehearsals.

Rab, re "I'm sure I heard you call him sweetheart a few times Dave/Stan." I do remember I told him his eyes were like stars, they came out at night, and got a thick ear for my trouble.

Joe90 re "have you still got the boat rod you borrowed off me in 1970 something?" I can only assume this refers to Massowa, Ethiopia for the Emperor Highly Hilarious visit. If so, I remember putting a load of those maggots we transported all the way from UK on the end of the hook, and your rod was last seen heading out to the Red Sea under the shark net, which much to our surprise only went down about 6 feet leaving a huge gap under it. ( We only finding this out after we had been swimming there for a week)

If you are who I think you are, do you remember that night there in Masowa where we called out the shore patrol to give us a lift back to ship because of the guys with the guns that were after us because I took a gun off a hooker and smacked her one for pointing it at me. I expected a bollocking in the morning, but Pete Summner gave me a recommend for not taking any chances.

God bless his soul.

And also, ( if you are who I think your are ) do you remember getting me marched up to the flight deck of the RAF flight, to have my ear bent by the skipper because you persuaded us ( against my better and more sober and responsible judgment of course) to lace our coca cola with cheap Cypriot brandy and smuggle it on-board the Hercules, following our layover in Cyprus.

And, are you not one of the main reasons, that following one of our Kiel trips when we had to stay over in hamburg because of flight delays and stayed in that posh hotel, you encouraged us more innocent members of the band to go around all the rooms and drink all of the mini bars dry, so that a week after we arrived back in UK the MOD was on the phone to the DOM demanding recompense for a room service bill which matched the German second world war reparation debt.

kielerwoche

Re 'If you are who I think you are"

I now realise, you are not who I thought you were. Indeed, you are probably not even who you thought you were. You must be some other "Smart ****"

May your arms stretch till you can finally handle the full expanse of your bone, and may your eyesight improve with age like vintage vino.

I absolve you of all my previously cast aspersions against your good character. Nice to know that you are still alive and able to write at your advanced age, there is obviously still hope for all of us. I had thought you went down with your ship whilst clinging for dear life to a Caledonian volly dolly.

2nd Clarinet

I remember staying at the German Hotel after our RAF Flght back home developed a problem on the ground (a good place for that to happen, I believe). What a great night that was with a disco and bar on the top floor, although typical MOD, we were only allowed certain foods at dinner (in case we spent too much!!!!!).

Who was the famous person in the Hotel at the same time?

Can anyone remember who it was.......?

Was it Phil Collins?

joe90

Hornblower

2nd Clarinet

Thanks for the confirmation of this story Mr HB.

Didn't you also swing your thing on the dance floor along with myself and Geoff Truss before emptying your mini bar?

I can now say I met Phil Collins before he became 'Hirsute'

Hornblower

I've never 'swung my thung' Bob.

As soon as I started to throw my emaciated body (well, it was then!) around, the beer would slop everywhere

2nd Clarinet

Oh yes you have.......

I can remember you 'tripping the light fantastic' on numerous occasions (and looking as daft as the rest of us).

And before anyone asks....NO! He was crap like us all......He would have been voted out on the first night of BBC's Strickly Come Dancing.

Hornblower

It's true.

But - do I care?

2nd Clarinet