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I'm a Coldstreamers Wife - Get me out of here!


This was a recent event organised by the Regimental Sergeant Major  and his exercise staff, being an adventure weekend for any wives that wished to attend, taking place in 'the jungles of Berkshire'. The event started on Friday evening and finished on Sunday afternoon, the feedback received from wives that attended the event were that 'it is the best thing I have ever done!'.
 


**UPDATE**


As promised, below is an article written on the event by the organiser of the event, The Regimental Sergeant Major!
Also don't forget to check out the video's of all images from this weekend  that's on the ShinyCapstar YouTube account
 


Exercise Wives Fury
By the Regimental Sergeant Major


“I want to be a real soldier for a weekend; can you sort it out please” said Sue over the dinner table one sunny July evening – and so Exercise Wives Fury was born.


Mr & Mrs ‘Sarnt Major

Setting the date for the second weekend in October due to other commitments was a bit ambitious but with global warming nothing can be accurately predicted nowadays. After consultation with a few senior Sergeants’ Mess members we scraped the idea of escape and evasion, hunted by dogs and armed men and settled instead for Kayaking, stalking and the high wire confidence course.

Now to accommodation, shall we let them sleep rough under the stars or do we still want to be talking after the two nights!, food do we give them “Floppy” the loveable long eared bunny as they arrive then ask them to kill, skin and eat him or do we produce all the meals. Washing and shaving; shall we let them shower or stink, then finally protection do we let them stag on protecting themselves from the evils of the night or do we do the right think and protect our own?

And so the team was selected, Tom Sawyer the Battalion’s PTI would book, run and oversee the high wire confidence course, Paul Downes the Regimental Quartermaster Sergeant would sort out food, toilets, clothing and materiel. Nasty Nige Hicks Tech guru would create Camp Attitude and provide all it took to produce it and Spence Wright CSM 2 Coy who’s task was to produce for me “ I’m a Coldstreamer’s Wife get me outa here”


Dave ‘Water-Baby’ Claydon pops up to say hello

OK who’s going to do the labouring then – I know, get all of the husbands of those interested to do the humping and dumping then to add some humour when the girls are tired and dirty we can get them to close the place down.

Instructions: Paul see what you can do on the Portaloo front something comfortable preferably in pink with pot pouri emanating from within – yeh right! Clothing I’ll speak to the Quartermaster, food come up with a plan I’m seeing hot breakfasts packed meals oh yeh and I want a full Regimental Dinner in the field for the Sat night – OK!

Nige make me the set from I’m a celebrity - I want games Spence I want maggots I want muck - sort it!

Tom, Tom how high did you say that confidence course is?

I’ll get Adam to produce the necessary advertising material and the Families office and Wives Club can go recruiting.

The plan then, after reconvening, adjusting, loosing training areas having sleepless nights was as follows:

Friday meet all the girls in the Sergeant’s Mess give then alcohol to settle those nerves then food to see them through the long night ahead, brief then carry out a kit check to see that they had all the essentials.

Saturday Up early wash and shave (!) breakfast then split into 3 groups for the days activities.

Team 1 Kayaking in a freezing cold lake with our guest instructors Dave Claydon and Shane Grant, high wire confidence course with Big Bad Tom then Camouflage concealment and Stalking with Spence.
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'Much to the disgust of all those trying to conduct some night tactical training, Camp Attitude was draining the national grid it was like daylight in a see of dark..'


Teams two and three would conduct the same in a different order.

After that all teams would meet and conduct a small orienteering course cunning designed to get the girls to the shower block in Gibraltar Bks. After freshening up we would all meet back for the Saturday night Regimental Dinner followed by games Celeb style then bed early.

Sunday: wash and shave followed by breakfast, pack up Camp Attitude then return to the Mess for Sunday Roast and some jolly backslapping.

Excitement mounted as 2000hrs approached Friday D Day. Some wives not being able to contain themselves were an hour early – couldn’t wait to get rid of the kids to hubby for the weekend!

After briefing the girls, letting them get dressed into combats and answering some bone questions we moved as a team for the first time to the Gym for the kit check.

Linda Hall the Quartermaster’s wife was naturally dress with all the latest issued kit, if it was on the shelves in the clothing store Lindi loo had it! Then there was Elaine Hicks who throughout the weekend would earn the prestigious title “Camp Tramp” remember Elaine buttons are for doing up!


A quick brew stop at ‘Camp Attitude’

At 2330hrs we boarded the coaches and set off for Camp Attitude, during the 30min journey I finally came clean about what these 30 brave souls were about to let themselves in for. Bellies full of bacon sandwiches a tiny quantity of alcohol to settle nerves and the realisation that we were now on manoeuvres moral was high.

Much to the disgust of all those trying to conduct some night tactical training, Camp Attitude was draining the national grid it was like daylight in a see of dark.

'Reveille came to us the chosen few at 0600hrs we moved into “Attitude” and woke up the sleepy kittens up with a foghorn!'

The girls settled down, laid out their kit then received a safety brief which included explaining that trips to the Portaloos some 50 metres up an extremely dark track must be conducted in pairs to minimise the likelihood of abduction by the Gooly Men! By 0100hrs all were in and settled then the nattering started, some teams even produced small amounts of prohibited alcohol. Now I’ve mentioned at the top of this article about security well there were 5 of us so we split the night down and as I sat there talking to Nige all seemed quiet and peaceful in our little world. Then from out of one of the tents the crinkled up half asleep face of my wife Sue appeared “where’s my pillow?” I tried hard to explain that we were sat in a dense wood in the middle of Surrey at 0200hrs, camp was 30 miles away and that all the pillow trees had shed their contents in preparation for the oncoming winter!

Reveille came to us the chosen few at 0600hrs we moved into “Attitude” and woke up the sleepy kittens up with a foghorn! Hands off c**ks on with socks didn’t quite seem appropriate so we slide away and prepared breakfast. Moral was low the generator that was powering the “Tude” had kept a number of the girlies awake that combined with little time to apply their faces created a sense of dread an all to familiar sight for a married man with kids. Surprisingly after a hearty breakfast and no sympathy from the staff moral was at a high. The teams split and went to their various activities some quite outstanding performances were produced with ladies concurring fears and in some cases out doing their own husbands (thanks Sue!)

The Regimental Dinner was a fantastic success, there’s nothing like sitting at a well laid out candlelit table sipping wine enjoying a good old Army curry in the middle of nowhere! After dinner games went exceptionally well, all that I had asked for had been produced there was hunt the Capstar in bowls of maggots and custard, feeding blindfolded team mates all sorts of undesirable things and Pillow fighting – yes I’d found a Pillow tree! Finally then our ladies retired to another alcohol fuelled sleep.

Sunday produced the quickest decampment in history with all girls doing what they do best communicating and multi tasking much to the delight of Nasty Nige who was quoted as saying: “Give me a fatigue party of these any day over our boys!”

Finally then we returned to Victoria Barracks to a hot shower, a well deserved certificate proving completion, some kind words of thanks from the Wives Club and a Sunday lunch.

The final word remains with the women warrior who, when her husband appeared with a car full of kids nearly climbed in the driver’s window to give him a kiss, still covered in cam cream unshowered she said to him “Wait till I get you home I’m feeling horny!” In disgust he turned away. Laughing uncontrollably she said “Now YOU know how it feels!”


Troopers, Ingrid Hawksby, Michelle McReavy, and trying not to show her excitement, Nicola Hargrave

In production of the weekend I would like to express my sincere thanks to the following The Quartermaster, The Team, The chefs, The Drivers, Dave and Shane, The Wives Club and The Families Office. – we will not be doing it again!


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