Dear Mum & Dad, I am well. Hope youse are too. Tell me big brothers Doug and Phil that the Army is better than workin on the station - tell them to get in bloody quick smart before the jobs are all gone! I wuz a bit slow in settling down at first, because ya dont hafta get outta bed until 6am But I like sleeping in now, cuz all ya gotta do before brekky is make ya bed and shine ya boots and clean ya uniform. No bloody horses to get in, no calves to feed, no troughs to clean - nothin!! Ya haz gotta shower though, but its not so bad, coz theres lotsa hot water and even a light to see what ya doing! At brekky ya get cereal, fruit and eggs but theres no kangaroo steaks or goanna stew like wot Mum makes. You dont get fed again until noon and by that time all the city boys are buggered because weve been on a ‘route march’ - geez its only just like walking to the windmill in the bullock paddock!! This one will kill me brothers Doug and Phil with laughter. I keep getting medals for shootin - dunno why. The bullseye is as big as a bloody dingo’s arse and it dont move and its not firing back at ya like the Johnsons did when our big scrubber bull got into their prize cows before the Ekka last year! All ya gotta do is make yourself comfortable and hit the target - it’s a piece of piss!! You dont even load your own cartridges, they comes in little boxes, and ya dont have to steady yourself against the rollbar of the roo shooting truck when you reload! Sometimes ya gotta wrestle with the city boys and I gotta be real careful coz they break easy - its not like fighting with Doug and Phil and Jack and Boori and Steve and Muzza all at once like we do at home after the muster. Turns out Im not a bad boxer either and it looks like Im the best the platoons got, and Ive only been beaten by this one bloke from the Engineers - hes 6 foot 5 and 15 stone and three pick handles across the shoulders and as ya know Im only 5 foot 7 and eight stone wringin wet, but I fought him till the other blokes carried me off to the boozer. I cant complain about the Army - tell the boys to get in quick before word gets around how bloody good it is. Your loving daughter, Susan !!
Posted on: Wed, 19 Nov 2014 01:59:25 +0000
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