Worse is Bomber Command Coffe... 'Bombastic'.I hate it when my coffee gets sarcastic.
Worse is Bomber Command Coffe... 'Bombastic'.I hate it when my coffee gets sarcastic.
One of the Cambridge Five?Cambridge, March 8 1945
The old campus was still gray and quiet as students were worn down by the gray and the wind. It did not matter for the old Apostle. He was here to meet with other good fellows where the future of the Empire would be debated over drinks. If he could hear anything useful, tonight would be a great success. However, he just needed to be here to continue to be a respectable member of the elite. He was a good man with a good name with a good family, no one would suspect that tomorrow he would be on the prowl for future assets.
As much as British public institutions try to maintain some level of professionalism, there is an inclination to devolve into old-boy networks (to be fair, the British are hardly unique in this regard). One of my great-uncles briefly met Kim Philby several years ago, and I recall asking him if anyone did background checks back then. Most jobs that require security clearances these days pry into your personal life with a fine-tooth comb, but back then being a member of a prominent family probably assuaged any concerns the civil service may have had about being a raving Marxist during your university days.
The instant coffee in my workplace crib room reminds me of the Russian cigarettes from The Eagle Has Landed, it keeps you awake in the cold.Was the coffee acidic or acrid?
The former is not usually associated with coffee while the latter is.
Coffee aside: While in the military I was once, (and only once) told to make coffee for the shop. I had never made coffee before (I was later told by higher ups this should have been caught in my background check and remedial coffee making 'instilled' in me by rigorous OJT at my first base) so I did what I was told to do.The instant coffee in my workplace crib room reminds me of the Russian cigarettes from The Eagle Has Landed, it keeps you awake in the cold.
"Vienna, offene Stadt."Vienna would be an open city in six hours. Most of the city's garrison would be allowed to withdraw north with a twelve hour window in which they would not be bombed. The walking wounded and the old man and teen boy militia would remain in place to maintain order within the city. They would maintain personal arms for a day before being processed as prisoners. The city which could have become a abattoir would remain standing.
Leopoldsdorf, Austria March 20, 1945
Every gun was ready to fire. Every tank which could be tuned up to at least servicable standards was ready to dash forward. Tens of thousands of riflemen from the entire Empire were in their fox holes and dug-outs waiting for whistles to blow in advance. A dozen squadrons of Tiffys and another half dozen Spitfire squadrons were overhead, lazily circling just a few miles behind the front lines.
The Australians had defeated most the remnants of an SS Panzer Corps over the past two weeks. What remnants they had not beaten, the South African tankers had smashed in a meeting engagement that neither side had wanted at that particular village but both sides stuck to the fight once the first tanks started to brew up. The single corps of Englishmen accompanied by the Yugoslavian partisan army were the follow on attack that took advantage of the collapse of the front which they had pushed forward sixty miles in six days had to stop two days ago to allow the quartermasters' lorries to catch up.
Now tens of thousands of men waited. They waited long enough that the veterans were able to make tea. They waited long enough that the sergeants conducted feet checks. They waited long enough for dice to come out of pockets.
They waited. And then they no longer had to wait.
Vienna would be an open city in six hours. Most of the city's garrison would be allowed to withdraw north with a twelve hour window in which they would not be bombed. The walking wounded and the old man and teen boy militia would remain in place to maintain order within the city. They would maintain personal arms for a day before being processed as prisoners. The city which could have become a abattoir would remain standing.
"Vienna, offene Stadt."
The six forward tubes had been fired at a Hiryu class carrier that had ended flight operations forty minutes ago. As she passed through 150 feet, five torpedoes were heard to explode. When she passed through 250 feet, two more explosions were heard.
Great update but shouldn’t it be 2801 instead of as 2704 just a little confusing.Leopoldsdorf, Austria March 20, 1945
Every gun was ready to fire. Every tank which could be tuned up to at least servicable standards was ready to dash forward. Tens of thousands of riflemen from the entire Empire were in their fox holes and dug-outs waiting for whistles to blow in advance. A dozen squadrons of Tiffys and another half dozen Spitfire squadrons were overhead, lazily circling just a few miles behind the front lines.
The Australians had defeated most the remnants of an SS Panzer Corps over the past two weeks. What remnants they had not beaten, the South African tankers had smashed in a meeting engagement that neither side had wanted at that particular village but both sides stuck to the fight once the first tanks started to brew up. The single corps of Englishmen accompanied by the Yugoslavian partisan army were the follow on attack that took advantage of the collapse of the front which they had pushed forward sixty miles in six days had to stop two days ago to allow the quartermasters' lorries to catch up.
Now tens of thousands of men waited. They waited long enough that the veterans were able to make tea. They waited long enough that the sergeants conducted feet checks. They waited long enough for dice to come out of pockets.
They waited. And then they no longer had to wait.
Vienna would be an open city in six hours. Most of the city's garrison would be allowed to withdraw north with a twelve hour window in which they would not be bombed. The walking wounded and the old man and teen boy militia would remain in place to maintain order within the city. They would maintain personal arms for a day before being processed as prisoners. The city which could have become an abattoir would remain standing.
Yep, new construction of a modified Hiryu where ONI did not have all the details.
I guess that means the Ferris wheel is still working.And the Harry Lime's of the world would beat the soldiers to the city and set up shop.
If you were navy, you could say your career ran 'a ground'!Coffee aside: While in the military I was once, (and only once) told to make coffee for the shop. I had never made coffee before (I was later told by higher ups this should have been caught in my background check and remedial coffee making 'instilled' in me by rigorous OJT at my first base) so I did what I was told to do.
"Put coffee in the industrial sized coffee maker, add water, how hard can it be?"
So I took the filter basket, (sans filter because do you see that step anywhere in the above instructions?) I then added coffee until one can was empty and another one down by a third, scraped the coffee level with the top of the basket and inserted it into the already water filled machine and set it to working. Half hour later the head Chief Master Sargent walks in proceeds to try and tap off a cup of coffee. I say "try" because what came out was a slow moving sludge rather than anything that could be called "liquid" and after a 'sip' and grimice he yelled "Who made this?" I said I had and he looked me up and down and said, "You never made coffee son?"
"No sir, first time"
He then added some hot water to the sludge took another sip and went in to talk to my supervisor
At that point I had been in the military for only about four years and in a career lasting 21 total years I was NEVER asked to make coffee again, ever. I suspect I have a notation in my record someplace warning people NOT to let me make coffee.
Randy
If you were navy, you could say your career ran 'a ground'!
Fortunately the cargo is somewhat less potentially catastrophic at this point.The captain waited until the ship was in open water before he relaxed enough to enjoy his tea.