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**Topstop** · 25-05-12, 07:31

Originally Posted by Pontius

A lift in the Wardroom of HMS Thunderer (or Manadon as everybody knows it). It had been a fine night of revelry in Plymouth and, somehow, I'd made it back to my scratcher. Unfortunately, my 'mates' decided I needed more mobile accommodation and so moved me (in my pit) and the contents of my cabin into a lift, while I snored away oblivious to it all. The motion must have been soothing since I didn't wake up until around 0900 and then it was to the cheers of about 40 blokes standing outside the lift doors (to make it worse, most of them were engineering undergraduates). Apparently the lift had been used since around 0700 as people made their way to breakfast and they just stood around my bed and giggled. The movers had done a fine job, even remembering the bedside lamp. Trying to move the contents of my cabin back to its rightful place, clad only in boxers and a smile while the lift was still going up and down, was such fun!

Was involved in a similar thing at Wroughton when one lad woke up after his 18th birthday in his bed on the roof of the hospital there.

**Seaweed** · 25-05-12, 07:51

As I heard it, a midshipman in my term woke up on a park bench five miles outside Beirut. Meanwhile his aircraft carrier was being searched for him which had a negative effect on his popularity. On being beached he received a letter from the Min of Labour & Nat Svce to say he had not enough time in to be excused NS so he became, however briefly, a private in the Essex Regt. Allegedly, all of it.

**Sharkey** · 25-05-12, 16:57

1968 i think! Woke up lying in bed next to big sylv in her flat just up the road from the greasy spoon. And no i did not!.[/QUOTE]

I was in the pub near the station, Albion or Abany? I,m in the heads having a slash, Sylve came in, asked where was the "machine" I indicated dont know what with! she puts in the money gets a pack of three and leaves, hope they wernt for your night of passion Jimbo, seeing as you let the lady down.

**girthsmith** · 25-05-12, 18:02

Toss up between-
1. A skip in Amsters(taken back onboard by friendly police!).
2. Middle of the road in Singers(taken back onboard by friendly Jap sailors!).
3. A spare room in Norfolk Virginia where a family pet had "fiddled" with me(a large dog!).
4. Inside a locked FRPP(Fire and Repair Party Post) on a type 23!
5. Wrens mess in a TOP pit!
6. A bush in Fareham where my oppo pitched up and took me back to Collingrad!

No I dont have narcolepsy just drink too much!

**stan_the_man** · 28-05-12, 15:34

Messdeck rounds in DRAKE during the forenoon me and the QM were 24 off after the morning watch couldn't get our heads down so went to the Avondale for a liquid breakfast (in rig No2s), I dropped £20 on the bandit not a small amount in 1975 we went on the rum as you do. Dont remember getting back to Drake in the afternoon but woke up Bollocky buff just in flip flops in the NAAFI shop after I'd sleep walked, women screaming Stan does a runner the wrong way straight through the automat to lots of cheering from jack.
Got back to my block and fell asleep again in the bath so didn't get caught by the Barrack Guard, got a mega cheer when I went for scran that night - I thought I'd fcukin dream't it all.

**frogman007** · 28-05-12, 16:11

Always good dits stan happy days

**SONAR-BENDER** · 28-05-12, 16:40

Originally Posted by frogman007

Always good dits stan happy days

I'm REALLY disappointed with you - I thought it would be in a pot at 70m or similar!! (choose emoticon!)

**frogman007** · 28-05-12, 18:44

Originally Posted by SONAR-BENDER

I'm REALLY disappointed with you - I thought it would be in a pot at 70m or similar!! (choose emoticon!)

Me? No it would need someone to press me,unless I set up some sort of elaborate pulley system.

If I spent the night at 70m it would take about two days to come up.

That said I once offered try a pot dive to the muppets when returning from ashore.Luckily no one took me up on the offer!!!

**theymademedoit** · 28-05-12, 19:19

I once woke up in the forecourt of an Esso garage in Kota Kinabalu - Malaysia. The strangest part about it was the locals reluctance to shake me, preferring instead to drive around me to top up their fuel.