Read Steve Drake's posting re school holidays and was reminded of other trips out in the 3-tonner. Mostly CCF field days to Farleigh Mount (haven't been there for years!), but also further afield on occasions. The worst of the thing was that, if the flap in the front of the canopy was open, Hetty or Pete (or whoever else was in the cab) could see you so you couldn't get away with having a smoke. However, if you closed the flap, the back filled with exhaust fumes and you couldn't smoke for coughing anyway!
On the subject of field days to Farleigh Mount, I recall that we were issued with 5 (or maybe 10) rounds of blank .303 ammo and were told we had to capture a 'machine gun emplacement'. Those unlucky enough to man the machine gun were issued with twice as many rounds as the rest of us. On the command, the attackers proceeded to move towards the target using whatever variation of crawl you could do whilst remaining reasonably clean - though some were less fussy about this than others. During this process, the heads of a number of unfortunate daisies would be blown to pieces. Eventually, the exercise would be called to a conclusion (not, usually, because the target had been captured, more that the supervising officer was bored to tears) and then we would be marched back to school. If we arrived early enough, rifle cleaning was then the drill. Can anyone tell me, was Peter Symonds' solely responsible for the extinction of the Farleigh Mount daisy population, or did they recover?
Any other memories of Field Days?