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and the sewage-pit to the left? That’s Kabul.

By Mike Cunningham On December 7th, 2014 at 6:06 pm

We were told that our Forces were leaving Helmand, Camp Bastion, and the blood-stained sands of that slag-heap masquerading as the country of Afghanistan.

We were told here, and then there, and finally over there, that we were going; and then, finally, we left, but not without the final measure of corporate military bullshit being spewed by a man who really ought to have kept his mouth shut.

Brigadier Robert Thomson, the most senior British officer on the base, said he was delighted with how the manoeuvre took place.

“This is not an evacuation,” he said. “I am standing here without body armour and we are going at walking pace. This is a deliberately measured transfer of power to the Afghans.”

 That statement was made on the 27th October 2014.

We now read in the Sunday Times that the new Prez. of Afghanistan, knowing that he doesn’t have any sort of an air force, despite the $65 billions pumped into his shambles of a nation over the thirteen years since we went in and kicked the Taliban out, has repeatedly asked Cameron to send the Typhoons, the Tornadoes and the helicopters back in, because the Afghan National army is absolutely useless, with levels of corruption at all-time high levels, and desertion to the Taliban ranks seen as a good option.

So despite those other calls on the 40-year-old Tornados, and the lack of pilots for the Typhoons; 453 dead British just isn’t enough, and that sad number will rise, because that prick Cameron can’t say ‘no’ to his muslim buddies in Kabul.

We have made a Covenant with Death;………..

By Mike Cunningham On November 12th, 2014 at 10:28 am

…………………….. and with Hell we are at agreement.


Just a few days ago, we watched as the British Army sneaked quietly out of Camp Bastion, out of Helmand, and of course out of Afghanistan. We shall then see what we have bought with 453 British lives, along with some £30 billions in treasure. Will we see another ‘Peace in our time’, or will we see yet another sad truth that, having blown away the Taliban in double-quick time, we should have then said to the Warlords who have actually governed in that sad, sandy hell-hole, “Its yours now; you wanted it, you run it, because we are leaving now.’ But we didn’t.

We stayed, and we spent 453 lives, the flower of British youth, volunteers all, whether Regular or Reserve, in a veritable splurge of utter stupidity, much the same as the thinking which brought on the utter catastrophe of the Somme in 1916.

We have watched as the poppies were planted, ending just yesterday when the last of 888,246 ceramic memorials were planted in the grass of the Tower of London’s moat; but I still do not believe that most of this nation understands or even accepts the carnage which was the First World War. The Battle of the Somme, on the first day alone, cost some 58,000 British casualties. Some of the Pals’ Battalions, by the end of that Battle, had virtually disappeared; and for what, it may be asked? The trench line; established in the early days of the War, hardly changed. What was lost in one charge, was gained back in another. It was all a waste, of life, of treasure, of the very spirit which kept men fighting despite the loss of everything.

But what was perhaps the worst loss, out of all the casualties, all the change, of the revolutions and of the vast change resultant from the War to end all War, was the loss of the very spirit which may have kept an Austrian corporal from mesmerising an entire Nation into a belief that they could win that Second War, and wipe out the disgrace of the First.

I leave you with one final statistic; when the Taliban, evil and savage though they may be, were in power,another poppy; the Heroin Poppy was virually eradicated. Today, the Poppy fields have given the production of heroin a boost to eighty percent above the line when we went in!

Si vis pacem, para bellum

By Mike Cunningham On September 30th, 2014 at 10:44 am

“If you want peace, prepare for war”

In these frenetic days, when news runs and broadcasts on a 24-hour basis, where updates are available, from of course the viewpoint of the broadcaster concerned, as fast as you can change channels, it is sometimes difficult to remember what, exactly, were last week’s headlines, and how did the stories turn out. We are deluged, over the past fortnight, with reports of how Ed Milliband FORGOT to mention the economy, the huge deficit between actual income and expenditure, as well as Labour’s plans to keep the deficit growing. Following from Labour, we heard how the Tory conference was shanghaied by the defection of yet another MP to UKIP, as well as the strange and twisted story of a Minister who sent explicit photos of himself to a complete stranger. We are told, again and again, that our only hope for an EU in-or-out referendum is to vote for the Tories, but strangely enough, we are not told what comprises the famous ‘package of demands’ which Cameron will present to a grumbling EU as his price for us staying in!

But amidst all the chatter, and the penis images, along with all the other fluff, lies and concealed bribes so prevalent in the political parties jamboree sessions, not much notice is taken of the headlines of less than three weeks previously; headlines which presage a conflict far deadlier and more relevant to us here in the United Kingdom than in some Arabic religious conflict in lands where we, literally, have no real reason to be. We should be reading of the shells raining down on tanks and armoured vehicles in places where a cease-fire is supposed to rule, we should be reading of hidden troop movements, of manoeuvres designed to bring pressure to bear by a ruthless Russia against a poorly-equipped and badly-defended Ukraine.

The commentators write of the real result of the break-up of UK Armed Forces, and where we had thirty squadrons in 1991, today we only have seven, and two of those squadrons were only rescued from dismemberment because they came in pretty handy when we bombed Libya. We should be sending jets and supporting NATO in Lithuania, and in Poland, but instead we are frittering away fuel and time flying over the Islamic State barbarians, without even dropping any bombs, because the intelligence isn’t what it used to be either!

The Ukraine is being dismantled piecemeal, with a weak Government grasping at the straws of ‘compromise’ offered by a cynical Putin, backed up by a competent military and a ruthless KGB, and we here in the West do literally f**k-all about it.

Somewhere, over the rainbow; there’s a laser-guided bomb.

By Mike Cunningham On September 26th, 2014 at 2:58 pm

In the discussions, at present interminably rolling on in the House of Commons, regarding military intervention in Iraq, but never, of course in Syria, against the murderous clowns of Islamic State, which I have been watching, I was reminded of only one man.

He was an explorer, a believer in trade routes, and he had persuaded the Spanish Royal family of the existence of untold treasures beyond the ocean’s horizon. He sailed, he discovered the New World, he returned. But, the sad truth was that:-

Christopher Columbus; when he sailed, he did not know where he was going.

Christopher Columbus; when he returned, he did not know where he had been.

Christopher Columbus, canny and shrewd man that he was; did it all on borrowed money.


Remind you of anyone in our close-knit political world?

A war, and a aircraft, to remember.

By Mike Cunningham On August 5th, 2014 at 9:53 am

A competition which I have just become aware of deserves, I believe, the earnest attention of ATW readers.

It is the annual competition to determine the Royal Air Force Image of the Year.…..People’s choice.

All you have to do is go to the Website, select your favourite photo and, of course; vote.

My own selection was, of course, probably the most graceful fighter aircraft of the whole of WW2:-


Translation not really neccessary

By Mike Cunningham On January 8th, 2014 at 5:45 pm

He updated ministers on his pre-Christmas trip to Afghanistan, telling them ‘there is significant progress being made in the strength and resilience of the Afghan national security forces” and that “the UK’s drawdown of combat troops is absolutely on track’.


Translated from Cameron-speak as :-

We can put the usual garbage out about the Afghans being ready; blah-blah significant-blah-b*llsh*t; and soon we can get those stupid clowns who signed up to serve their country out of that cruddy muslim sh*thole, and back to barracks. Then we can issue all the prepared redundancy notices on a Friday evening, when no-one else is watching.

War; or plain, calculated murder?

By Mike Cunningham On December 14th, 2013 at 11:45 am


When contemplating writing about any serving member of our Armed Forces, there are two pointers I would normally use. Firstly, have they seen action at the sharp end; in other words, have they been shot at, and fired back: or have they been deliberately targeted by a hidden bomb? The second is, quite simple; are they of senior rank; colonel, general, air vice-marshal, vice-admiral?

If the second, they are usually political in nature, having scrambled up the greasy pole without struggle, used to sending the men under their command without proper equipment or protection: with the explicit knowledge of their political masters regarding these ‘money-saving’ tactics; but safe in the knowledge that the ordinary British ‘squaddie’ would sooner commit suicide than complain.

If the first, it becomes a trifle difficult. British soldiers are used to serving under truly ridiculous ‘rules of engagement’ authored by politicians who don’t understand that the opposition is doing their level best to kill any British serviceman. Ask any ‘squaddie’ who served at the front end in Belfast whether they consulted their ‘Orange Cards’ before firing back at some sociopath; ask if he felt justified in squashing some murderous clown before that IRA ‘volunteer’ killed a friend, or any more innocents?

All the same, as to whether Sergeant Alexander Blackman was justified in firing his weapon point blank at some wounded Afghani scum who had been trying to kill the Sergeant minutes before, I have no opinion. Other, of course that he was totally stupid in not confirming that all his mates’ helmet cameras were disabled!


..and they passed by on the other side of the road.

By Mike Cunningham On July 16th, 2013 at 9:38 am


I read an account of the tragic death of two Territorial Army soldiers who were ordered on a march in the Brecon Beacons area of South Wales; and then I read it again, or at least part of it. The part I read again with growing incredulity was:-

‘One of the soldiers made a compassionate plea for some drinking water for his colleague,’ he said. ‘I don’t think it occurred to us that fatalities were going to result.

‘But it certainly was slightly odd that the two soldiers in particular had bunched together and were clearly in distress. That caused a little bit of alarm among us.

‘But it was a military exercise and you do expect, I suppose, that they are under duress and discomfort.’

Mr Capstick said one soldier was ‘upset’ and asked for water for his colleague rather than himself.

When the hikers told them their own supplies were limited, the soldiers said they would look for water in a stream marked on their map. ‘It must have taken quite a lot for the soldier to ask some civilian hikers for help,’ added Mr Capstick.

Now the question is; Should the ‘walkers’ be classified as ‘Priests’, or ‘Levites’?

beware of strange gifts

By Mike Cunningham On July 11th, 2013 at 1:17 pm

When the Chinese Communists get an idea of how to remind their mates of hard times, they cling to the old idea of dragging out some name which may be better forgotten.










If they want to remember a date  in their recent common history, how about this particular event, of which I wrote about, and which this memorial portrays, as it is maybe one which we should also remember; mainly for the bravery of the common soldiers who spilled their blood in that strange, far-off land.

An American Presidential Unit Citation is a comparatively rare animal. Even rarer is the award to a foreign Unit. So when the 1st Battalion the Gloucestershire Regiment and Troop C,  70th Independent Mortar Battery, British Army were awarded this singular honour, it was well earned and deserved.

During the spring of 1951 three Divisions of the 63rd Chinese Communist Army chose an historic invasion route along which to mount an attack on Seoul. Astride their route of advance lay this valley, where the 29th Brigade had prepared its position overlooking the Imjin River.

The 1st Battalion of the Gloucestershire Regiment was supported by C Troop 170th Independent Mortar Battery, Royal Artillery now called the Imjin battery. The remainder of the Brigade, the Northumberland Fusiliers, The Royal Ulster Rifles and the Belgian Capital Battalion was deployed to the east of the Gloucestershire Regiment. Centurion tanks of the 8th Kings Royal Irish Hussars, 25 pounder guns of 45th Field Regiment, and 55 Squadron Royal Engineers provided the Brigade with its close support. The Brigade frontage of about 12,000m contained gaping holes through which the enemy were subsequently to infiltrate in their thousands.

It was a warm day, with a touch of spring in the air when, on 22 April 1951, the Battle of the Imjin began. Throughout the first night the Battalion held its positions against seemingly overwhelming odds of ten to one. During the next two days, in the course of bitter fighting, it was forced to withdraw from the forward positions onto the hills overlooking Solma-Ri (The  site of the Gloucestershire Regiment Memorial).

By the evening of the 24th April, the exhausted survivors, occupying a small position on the hill-top, were completely surrounded. Ammunition was low and all attempts to relieve them had failed. That night, they held the hill against further repeated attacks. Finally on the morning of the 25th April, they made their last stand before attempting to break out through the encircling Chinese. Lacking ammunition most were captured in the Chinese dominated countryside.

At the roll call after the battle the “Glorious Glosters”, as they became known, could only muster 67 Officers and men. There were 59 dead and 526, of whom 180 were wounded, had fallen into enemy hands. Of these 34 died in captivity. Though minor in scale the battle’s ferocity caught the imagination of the world. In this action the Glorious Glosters were awarded two Victoria Crosses. The valour of these two men epitomized the selfless sacrifice of all those who were killed, captured, or wounded during this brief, but bloody, encounter.

Their action delayed for three days the advance of the Chinese, providing time for the United Nations Forces to re-group and block the Chinese advance on Seoul.



By Pete Moore On May 31st, 2013 at 7:46 pm


There’s a row in government right now. The Treasury wants to impose spending cuts on the military which the MOD is attempting to resist. It’s nothing new. Tory governments always slash military spending. It’s their habit. What a coincidence though that the General Ray Odierno, (US) Chief of Staff of the Army, should choose this of all weeks to pipe up about British defence cuts.

His worry is that cuts will jeopardise joint US/UK military operations, and that Britain’s shrinking forces “will no longer be able to work alongside the Americans”. Oh no, we’ll have to stop joining these catastrophic wars all over the world. Instead of emptying the treasury on death and misery thousands of miles away, the Armed Forces might have to think about something else, like defending Britain maybe.

Sorry General, it’ll be a right bummer not being able to follow your adventures in future. Have fun and send us a postcard.