- Contributed by
- People in story:
- Thomas Snape Hardisty
- Location of story:
- Poulton le fylde
- Background to story:
- Home Guard
- Article ID:
- Contributed on:
- 05 November 2003
Like most people who have ever watched Dads army on the BBC and rawed with laughter at the antics.
During the second world war my late grandfather was in the home guard he was Corporal, not remarkable you think, but he was also a butcher.
As a child i would sit with him and listen to all the tales of when he was in the home guard.
One story always stuck in my mind, the story of the Sten gun and the training camp.
The home guard unit had waited with anticipation for the sten gun to arrive and they were going to be taught how to use it correctly and what to do when it jammed.
When the gun did jam they were told to point the gun at the floor and try and unjam the gun.
Well that worked ok until this one guy who was using the gun had the gun jam, did he point it at the ground ? ,no it swung the gun around waist height and did circles , while all the onlookers dived for cover with their hands above their heads fearing that the gun would go off at anytime, mind grandfarther shouted at the top of his voice put the gun down. After several rants the guy put the gun down and then looked around to find everybody had disapeared from view
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