I am of the view that our troops returning home from active service find it a huge challenge to adjust as they pursue their dreams from countless, restless and seemingly endless periods in hostile surrounds. For many, such visions would become reality and for some,...
President’s Message We have had a busy period since the last ENews, some good and some sad.Remembrance Day at The Walk and Contemplation Building for the last eleven years has been one of the highlights on our calendar. We host the Year 6 Class from McDowall State...
It is 35 years since the last major dam was built, yet our population has been increasing at an alarming rate since that time. Despite a history of droughts and flooding rain, our blinkered politicians are most reluctant to spend money on major water...
In the gloom of each day when it's dyingStanding to is the normal routine.A time which I use for reflectingOn what we have done or we've seen. It's the time, when my view blends with darkness;And as daytime gives way to the night,I review the way that we're...
When tracer snarls about your earsBecause the bastard knows your there.When so much noise explodes the fearsAnd drills take over what you do;Run, crawl to cover, get your breath.There he is, he's in your sight,Take satisfaction from his deathLet loose that round to...
At the beginning of World One, a very young Australia was still struggling for identity with an old world which possessed a long and rich history, culture, traditions and influence. Europe still yawned when there was mention of that remote and far...
I once overheard some colleagues bemoaning the introduction of a new rifle, not because of its small caliber but because of its cumbersome appearance: I was once a soldier smart,Learned to stamp my feet, the artOf calling out 'The Time', the thrillOf perfect,...
The well aimed shot, the instinctive kill,Return the same intrinsic thrill.To see it twitch then lie quite still,Was once the measure of our skill.So, being alive and because we can,Let's raise our glass to the fighting manOf The Royal Australian Regiment. (all stand...
One morning safe in barracks while sitting on the loo,Our Colonel, who'd put duty first, was wondering what to do.Now, he'd sounded out the adjutant and the R.S. M.He'd asked that pair what did they think would occupy the men.They had answered 'drill, sir. Men love...
Beside that track in jungle green(Bare the bayonet, beat the drum.).Sweat-soaked, dirty, thus unseen(Bare the bayonet, beat the drum.).These young men who crouch so stillAre poised to pounce, to make their kill,In doing so they’ll do your will; if youBare the bayonet,...
