Less Top Gear, and more Reverse Gear

I need to start this week's post, with two statements. Firstly, I spend litterally seconds writing this bull every week, and not a single one of you beggars could spare a few ticks to leave a comment. Secondly, as I said last week, not everything gets into the blog, so don't moan at me when I miss something out. Holly. I won't say anything more.

Today (Sunday) has been quite stressful. Not just because still no one has left a comment on last week's post, but it was the Nautical Training Corps' National Band Colour & Fanfare Competition (Band Contest). This once again means me getting stressed making sure that we have everything, and even more stressed when our flippin' bandmaster turns up 20 minutes late (especially when it was the first time she had driven herself there...)!

But never mind. After 4 weeks of long practice, I knew what to expect. I am afraid to say that some of our cadets had a bad attitude this year. That's not to say all of them. Most of the newer cadets that haven't been in a contest before were brilliant. But (he said shaking his head) there was such a feeling of arrogance and cockiness this year. But how did we get on. Later on in the week, I'll post it on YouTube. Not that any of you will bother to comment on it.

As I said earlier, and in my last post, not everything makes it in CACTCOUK. So Holly, when we have lunch, and I don't mention it, don't get all uppety the next time we have lunch. Especially when you hadn't read my statement from last week. So, just for that, I'm not going to mention that we had lunch on Friday from this week either... After all, you didn't even make a comment.

Damn. I think I mentioned it there didn't I?

But what of my interesting and mystic title this week. Well, firstly an apology. Because of today's events, this is a conveniently short post. I don't apologise for this, but I do apologise for the post's replacement. This week, at 1614 on Monday 22nd October 2007, my 1986 Ford Escort 1.4 GL Estate in champagne gold (Ernie the Escort), hit, for the first time, 100 thousand miles. The original car owners must have thought this impossible, as they didn't leave enough digits on the odometer (clock that counts the miles). At 100 thousand, the car 'went around the clock' back to 00000. Maybe you have a similar car, and would like to comment on this?

To celebrate this momentus fact, I have produced a small video, in something of a Top Gear style. And this is where the apology comes: you're going to need a free 9 minutes. Well, it's a big thing, and I feel that Ernie deserves it. So I challenge you to watch it, and celebrate with us. Although, as most of my readers are too lasy to leave a comment, I suppose clicking here or on the link below would be too much effort too. Not that I mind that much this time. After just 5 days on YouTube, my video has had 95 views (mainly Escort buffs)!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GBWyF8sH-34

So I challenge you to watch histort in action. And maybe, if your a member on YouTube, you might think about leaving a comment...

So that's it from me this week. Except to say, in the briefest of possible fashions, that the multi-award winning marching band of TS Intrepid NTC, won... nothing. Well, not quite true. Our Drum Major (person who stands at the front with a big stick) won best in her class. But not satisified with that, after just 4 weeks practice, our amazing drum major was judged to be the best on the day, also making her the best Drum Major in the Nautical Training Corps! Bloomin' well done! Also well done to TS Sturdy for winning there class, and to TS Implacable for coming joint second in the top class (both our sister ship doing well to keep our region up...).

And, in Top Gear fashion, on that Bombshell, it's time to end the show (well alright, post). Goodnight!

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Heck, if you a human being or an animal or just capable of mashing the keyboard with your hands, WHY NOT LEAVE A FRIGGIN' COMMENT!

I think I got away without over pushing the comment issue...

Quote of the Week: (Yes Holly, you made it) 'Popping in Shompy' said a mis-spoken Holly trying to describe her afternoon of planned events to go Shopping, in Pompey. I was going to put in a quote from the band contest, but oddly enough, after winning 0 trophies, TS Intrepid wasn't mentioned that much...