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« Reply #3 on: September 19, 2011, 11:00:49 PM »
missed it,
I might have mentioned before one of my clients died earlier in the yr, he was retired from the BritishArmy having held the post of Lieutenant General.
Its only after he died & his obituary appeared online that I knew what a modest back ground he came from, local grammer, getting a maths scholarship which took him to a boarding school then onto Sandhurst.
Looking at the photgraphs & stuff in his study I reckon it was a more interesting carrer than alarms.
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You're born, you take poo. You get out in the world, you take more poo. You climb a little higher, you take less poo. Till one day you're up in the rarefied atmosphere and you've forgotten what poo even looks like
This chap was attached to Washington, house full of trinkets of places & people seen,
Some nice bits of art, what looks like the coldstream guards in grey overcoats at Di's Furneal (in oil & the size of a wall)
He claimed a total 1000 parachute jumps as post war they was planey of spare plane & could do a couple a day, which knacked up his legs in later life,
Now I knew he's were'nt sort of money but did not really understand what a high status his rank was, however pay wise I think your a little better off running the council or being in charge police / fire authority + you don't get put on the IRA hit list !
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You're born, you take poo. You get out in the world, you take more poo. You climb a little higher, you take less poo. Till one day you're up in the rarefied atmosphere and you've forgotten what poo even looks like
