Post by slowpoke on Aug 30, 2016 9:20:25 GMT -5
In September 1959 I started my 2 years National Service in the British Army. There were 38 guys all in one barrack room all doing 10 weeks training.
We had piped radio coming thru' 2 speakers, one each end of the room and every DJ wanted to play that damned Frank Sinatra song "High Hopes" a dozen times per day. For the first few days we all joined in singing and got to know all the words, after a week we all hated the damn song and one guy found a way of silencing the speakers. What we had forgotten was our training officer would grab a mic and break into the music to give us instructions as to what we must wear for the next training period. Long story short. all 38 of us had extra guard duties for not listening to the officers orders. My most hated song "High Hopes".... Whats yours?.. S
We had piped radio coming thru' 2 speakers, one each end of the room and every DJ wanted to play that damned Frank Sinatra song "High Hopes" a dozen times per day. For the first few days we all joined in singing and got to know all the words, after a week we all hated the damn song and one guy found a way of silencing the speakers. What we had forgotten was our training officer would grab a mic and break into the music to give us instructions as to what we must wear for the next training period. Long story short. all 38 of us had extra guard duties for not listening to the officers orders. My most hated song "High Hopes".... Whats yours?.. S
Nevermind.