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Just under 9 months after #1 got invested as a Cub Scout, #2 got himself invested last night.
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Eh?
No cap, no itchy jumper, no leather woggle with a wolf’s head on it, splashes of what must be fat on what is apparently a uniform – and who was that GIRL?????????? No sock tabs either, I expect, and I bet they don’t do Bob-a-Job any more.
Good God! BP must be turning in his grave.
I was a Cub from spring 1965 until elevated to the Scouts, with my Leaping Wolf, in autumn 1966. It didn’t look like that in my day.
June 14th, 2008 at 12:56 amNot fat, glue – they were making a papier maché totem pole.
They’ve allowed girls to join cubs and scouts but boys can’t join brownies or guides.
June 14th, 2008 at 9:20 ami was a cub/scout in the 1970s and it was horrible, it made a man of me
i remember being at camp and being on breakfast duty and the feeling of shear horror when i realised that the shite in the big pot was not a joke on the other guys but my breakfast too
I also remember it being really cold at dawn but i guess that is what you get for camping in scottish hills
I think our neck scarfs were blue and white?!?
June 14th, 2008 at 12:33 pmWell done Mr P (and Mrs P!) for keeping up the old ways!
Never did me any harm..;) All the way through to ventures..great fun.
June 14th, 2008 at 12:47 pmOh, and I quite approve of girls in cubs..it’s better washing up for breakfast!
June 14th, 2008 at 12:49 pmSpeaking of Brownies: My daughter (now a mother herself) was a Brownie, and loved going, until the introduction of that dreadful pastiche of a uniform ‘designed’ by that dreadful parody of a designer, Geoff/Jeff (who cares?) Banks. She absolutely refused to wear it and left.
Strangely, she hated wearing skirts and dresses (even at the age of three), and still does, but loved wearing the Brownie tunic.
Why can’t ‘they’ just leave things alone?
June 15th, 2008 at 4:43 pm