Black & White.

They did some banzai stuff back in the days before mobile phone cameras and Instagrams, in actual fact what is done (and uploaded) nowadays - has mostly already been done....albeit in a slightly different manner.
Seen anything of interest? Well here's the place to post the stuff you stumble upon.



The Althoff Circus organized a publicity stunt by putting a baby
elephant on the floating train at Alter Markt station. As the
elephant started to bump around during the ride, she was pushed
out the wagon and she fell into the river Wupper. The elephant,
two journalists, and one passenger received minor injuries.
After this jump, the elephant got the name of Tuffi, meaning
‘waterdive’ in Italian.
Both operator and circus director were fined after the incident.



Boxer Gus Waldorf boxing against a bear. The bear won despite his handicaps.



Josephene Myrtle Corbin, the Four-Legged Woman, was born in Lincoln County,
Tennessee in 1868. Rather than having a parasitic twin, Myrtle’s extra legs
resulted from an even rarer form of conjoined twinning known as dipygus,
which gave her two complete bodies from the waist down. She had two small
pelves side-by-side, and each of her smaller inner legs was paired with
one of her outer legs. She could move the smaller legs but was unable to
use them for walking. At the age of 19, she married a doctor named Clinton
Bicknell and had four daughters and a son. It has been said that three of
her children were born from one set of organs, two from the other.
Myrtle died on May 6, 1928.

 

Not black and white but pretty mazing in my opinion.

Every Londoner should see this:

The Open Road - London (1926) - YouTube

 

Cor blimey, gov'ner.... a right eye opener and make no mistake abaaht it. :fucyc:

 

Good find 2DD.

 

Takes yer back does it granny ?

 

These are good:

Amazing pictures from the past. - Imgur

 

We may complain of life today, but I wouldn't want to have lived in those times......glad I had my smallpox jabs !

 

It would appear that most of Billy the Kid's family emigrated to Torpoint.

 

Yes it does. As I look back over my life I realise that I have lived through some of the most amazing periods. My childhood, prior to, and during, WW2. The austerity of the late 1940's. The affluence of the 50's, and to us it was affluence after the deprivation of the War. So many wonderful memories. Ok, I'm an old sod who's reminiscences are the staff of life, I did see so many changes over the years. Now...where are my pills?

 

Dog Watch sport at Horsea Island

 

Bunch of honking WWII Canadian brasses:

The faces of illicit sex in 1940s Montreal: Archive mug shots reveal the madams, prostitutes and brothel owners cashing in on Canada's own 'Sin City' during World War II | Mail Online

 

I thought Helensburgh wimmin were bad but there's some right mooses on that

 

I like 187, one eye dead ahead one to port, make a good lookout that one, 605 looks like an appeal for a Donkey sanctuary

 

I am in love with number 1122, even if she does look like Jim Carrey

 

Fuck me. I've done some horses in my time, but that was after lots of alcohol and the only thing it cost me was my pride.

Saying that, i'd have gladly done all of these howlers after five months in the Falklands.

 

I watch the first one (posted here) and then had to watch the rest. Not much has changed to be honest.

 

There's a lot of future traffic wardens being trained up in that clip!

 

I remember my first ever Army drill lesson and just thinking 'what the actual ****?' The stampy feet thing I could deal with but the ridiculous high pitched screaming at the end of every command did my head in. It was basically exactly the same as the video above.

Our RSM was Gren Guards (RSM of the HAC is generally one of the consolation prizes for a gren guards WO who doesn't end up getting his own GG battalion).

Also couldn't get my head around the bizarre substitution of perfectly good words for made up ones.

"Paid, shoulder HIPES!" The word Hipes was always screamed at the highest possible pitch and volume.

"Doff, dight, doff, dight, doff, dight" often followed by the RSM saying "Yack" at the end for no particular reason.

WTF?

Edited to add: Also what is the deal with the bearskin? They only wear them for a few minutes before swapping them for a cap. On gun salutes the RSM would bimble about in his cap while his official batman (a Gren Guardsman on the best doss of his career), followed him carrying the bearskin. For the important bits where he had to shout, he'd don the bear hat and then immediately **** it off again in favour of the cap. It wasn't just him, all the RSMs do this.

I doubt it's a comfort thing, the bearskin weighs very little, I had to wear one once while pretending to be in the corps of drums.

 

In reference to your post mucker, fuck knows about this word of command thing. As a Junior Leader, our CSM was Scots Guards (as was the RSM for that matter). To this day i haven't a clue what he shouted on the drill square.

"Squad will rrrrrrrretire. Aybot Taaaaaaaaaaaa!"
"Saluting to the front, to tha fraaaaaaaaaaaaa Salooooooooooooo!"
"Eyeeeeeeeees rye"
"Squaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Haaaat!"

Brace up show the movement my arse.

 

Zoom....Arrrgghhhhh!

Recently discovered photograph of one of Pontius' ancestors attempting to fly across the English Channel, attached to the worlds very first vertical take-off, no-engine, solid oak person powered powered jump jet.



(You can imagine how it turned out)