bren guzzi
08-21-2012, 04:10 PM
Let me set the scene for you guys..... I was working for the National Grid , back in the 90,s...
We got a contract to do in Northern Ireland .... At the time it was a very volatile place... Bombing almost daily... Shootings. Etc.. We got the job of installing fibre optic .. ( earth wire wrapping on towers) . It was for around 6 months work.... And very good money.
So we went over and got stuck in to the job...
Almost every day we got stopped by check points , mostly British army... But occasionally IRA. check points... So it was pretty intimadating....
OK ! One of our crew " BIG BOB ". And he was a big man... 6'6" and built like a tank...
He was very " English " He had ( and still has , he's still a great friend.. We talk on face book regularly and meet up when I'm down his neck of the woods ) a lot of tattoos ... The union jack , british bull dog etc...... He was also in the teratorial army.. ( kinda reserves ).
The British army checkpoints were usually man,d by young guys " very nervous " ...... They used to check I.D. Etc...
Well Bob met a Catholic girl while we were working up there... She lived over the boarder in southern Ireland ...
We were working 7 days a week... Sooooooo this is what happened one Sunday morning.
We were having breakfast in the hotel..and Bob turned up in the clothes he went out in Sat night.
He arrived back at the hotel by taxi... Quite drunk and obviously had been up all night with the Irish girl...
I was in charge so suggested to the guys... " let him have breakfast and a shower an follow us out a bit latter...". Myself and Nick would go out to site in the landrover and make a start.. And the others could follow us out in the other van ( with Bob ) .
On the way out to site we got stopped by a checkpoint .... But these guys were older , hardend, professionals.... ( most likely , special forces ) ... Nick was from London and had a distinct accent. The army guy was obviously from London as well...
They got chatting. And me and Nick had a GREAT IDEA ( mainly me )
We said to the soldier...that there would be a national grid van along a bit latter with a guy " BOB" and he wouldn't be feeling very well.. We gave the soldier a disciption and also told him all about the Irish girl, what hotel we were in and where Bob was from... We laughed and drove away.
In Northern Ireland we had radios But we had to use false names ( handles ) because they were often moniterd ( by both sides ) ..... About two hours after we were on site the radio screamed into life " BREN RUN " .... We didn't know if we were about to get shot at, bombed or what... And because they used my proper name.. We knew it was serious ....
Me and Nick started running for the trees....
When we looked back... BOB was running after us.... " he wasn't happy to say the least" :D
If he had caught either of us he would have ripped us apart....
Apparently when they got to the checkpoint .. He was asleep in the passenger seat.. They were asked for I.D. Except for Bob..
.. The soldier says to him...
" your BIG BOB aren't you ? " Your the guy that's going out with the catholic girl from over the boarder.... BOB Was shocked ! He thought that they had been watching him ... ( surveillance )
They took him from the van ( dragged ) Got him to lie spread eagle on the wet ground..hands behind his head... With the barrel of a rifle pressed hard against the back of his neck... They searched him " thoroughly " three times. Including takinig his shoes and socks off...... They knew what hotel he was staying in his age... Everything about him......
After the third search and about 20 minutes... The soldier said to a very shocked ( and hung over)
Bob.... THIS SEARCH WAS COURTESY OF BREN AN NICK....they said you,d be along..
BOB WENT MENTAL... Grabbed the soldier by the throat...only to be met by the sounds of cocking machine guns... And the squaddies laughing.... A very angry Bob turned up on site...looking for me and Nick....
We had to move hotels for a couple of days to avoid Bob.... Who eventually calmed down and even saw the funny side....
We just caught him on the right day...with the right soldiers...
LOVE IT WHEN A PLAN COMES TOGETHER... :D
We got a contract to do in Northern Ireland .... At the time it was a very volatile place... Bombing almost daily... Shootings. Etc.. We got the job of installing fibre optic .. ( earth wire wrapping on towers) . It was for around 6 months work.... And very good money.
So we went over and got stuck in to the job...
Almost every day we got stopped by check points , mostly British army... But occasionally IRA. check points... So it was pretty intimadating....
OK ! One of our crew " BIG BOB ". And he was a big man... 6'6" and built like a tank...
He was very " English " He had ( and still has , he's still a great friend.. We talk on face book regularly and meet up when I'm down his neck of the woods ) a lot of tattoos ... The union jack , british bull dog etc...... He was also in the teratorial army.. ( kinda reserves ).
The British army checkpoints were usually man,d by young guys " very nervous " ...... They used to check I.D. Etc...
Well Bob met a Catholic girl while we were working up there... She lived over the boarder in southern Ireland ...
We were working 7 days a week... Sooooooo this is what happened one Sunday morning.
We were having breakfast in the hotel..and Bob turned up in the clothes he went out in Sat night.
He arrived back at the hotel by taxi... Quite drunk and obviously had been up all night with the Irish girl...
I was in charge so suggested to the guys... " let him have breakfast and a shower an follow us out a bit latter...". Myself and Nick would go out to site in the landrover and make a start.. And the others could follow us out in the other van ( with Bob ) .
On the way out to site we got stopped by a checkpoint .... But these guys were older , hardend, professionals.... ( most likely , special forces ) ... Nick was from London and had a distinct accent. The army guy was obviously from London as well...
They got chatting. And me and Nick had a GREAT IDEA ( mainly me )
We said to the soldier...that there would be a national grid van along a bit latter with a guy " BOB" and he wouldn't be feeling very well.. We gave the soldier a disciption and also told him all about the Irish girl, what hotel we were in and where Bob was from... We laughed and drove away.
In Northern Ireland we had radios But we had to use false names ( handles ) because they were often moniterd ( by both sides ) ..... About two hours after we were on site the radio screamed into life " BREN RUN " .... We didn't know if we were about to get shot at, bombed or what... And because they used my proper name.. We knew it was serious ....
Me and Nick started running for the trees....
When we looked back... BOB was running after us.... " he wasn't happy to say the least" :D
If he had caught either of us he would have ripped us apart....
Apparently when they got to the checkpoint .. He was asleep in the passenger seat.. They were asked for I.D. Except for Bob..
.. The soldier says to him...
" your BIG BOB aren't you ? " Your the guy that's going out with the catholic girl from over the boarder.... BOB Was shocked ! He thought that they had been watching him ... ( surveillance )
They took him from the van ( dragged ) Got him to lie spread eagle on the wet ground..hands behind his head... With the barrel of a rifle pressed hard against the back of his neck... They searched him " thoroughly " three times. Including takinig his shoes and socks off...... They knew what hotel he was staying in his age... Everything about him......
After the third search and about 20 minutes... The soldier said to a very shocked ( and hung over)
Bob.... THIS SEARCH WAS COURTESY OF BREN AN NICK....they said you,d be along..
BOB WENT MENTAL... Grabbed the soldier by the throat...only to be met by the sounds of cocking machine guns... And the squaddies laughing.... A very angry Bob turned up on site...looking for me and Nick....
We had to move hotels for a couple of days to avoid Bob.... Who eventually calmed down and even saw the funny side....
We just caught him on the right day...with the right soldiers...
LOVE IT WHEN A PLAN COMES TOGETHER... :D