Singing

Knew a lady dressed in red
Made her living in her bed

Knew a lady dressed in black
Made her living on her back

Of all the songs we sang while running in a bus, this is the only one I really remember. Strange that. Oh, and there’s a corny one that Richard Savage wrote about
Bossiespruit, still have it written down somewhere.

Bossiespruit is where we train
In the heat and in the rain…..

About the only time we seemed to sing was running in the bus on the way to the parade ground, away from the parade ground or just to prove to the fucking corporal that fucking us around wasn’t really working. Other people marched. We ran. And sang. And when the singing stopped someone would start stamping their right boot to keep the rhythm going. Other than that, there were some soutpiele who sang in the kaserne to amuse themselves and piss others off. And of course the strangled hymns at the daily kerkparade during basics. But church parade is a blog in itself.