The exuberance of youth.
I wonder if Mark Felton will ever make a video of my antics when my Royal Corps of Transport Sqn were on exercise in Salisbury Plain in South West England.
At the end of the exercise, all our 100+ vehicles were parked in a line. Late at night, probably around 10pm, I went along the line, taking jerry cans of diesel and put them in the back of my 8 ton TM. I then took the 8 tonner, drove out the area, headed along the A303, M3, M25, A1 and into Mansfield to see my darling - a distance of around 250 miles. The next morning, after "relations" had taken place, I called my unit and told them I was coming back.
I went back to the Sqn and was put under open arrest. When the unit got back to camp on the Sunday, I was up in front of the OC (officer commanding). I got 7 days RoPs (Restriction of Privileges) and fined £120 for the diesel I had used.
To this day, I do not understand why I wasn't jailed at MCTC (Military Correction Training Centre - which is 3 miles from my camp) and thrown out the army.
One lucky bastard.