Boyish Pranks at the Guards Training Battalion Pirbright 1947


Brian (Boy) Brenchley (WOII) RIP

In charge of us at this time was Drum Major 'Hank' Graham – Scots Guards, and one Sgt from each of the Regiments.

The Coldstream Guards had Sgt Dingley; quite a nice chap as I seem to recall. He was the proud owner of an Austin 7 – a very small car which was crowded inside, with just the driver! 

Each Sgt lived in a bunk at the end of their respective regimental boy's ‘Spider’  barrack rooms.

{A descriptive name given to quarters that resembled a spider when viewed from the air}

Sgt Dingley used to park his car at the back of the near to the boiler house.

One night his car mysteriously disappeared. 

After a search of the whole of the camp it was discovered on top of one of the ‘Static Water Tanks’!? which were placed at various points throughout the camp in case of fire.

Each one consisted of a large underground concrete tank on top of which were several courses of house bricks, the whole thing covered with a very large solid concrete slab.

It’s location was a great source of amusement to everyone who saw it, just like it was ‘On Show’.!!

With hand on heart, I can state that I wasn’t involved in this! I think he had upset one of the Scots Guards boys, and this was their way of reaping revenge.

By the way, they apparently lifted it bodily up onto the tank, but it was removed with the aid of the MT and several planks of wood. 

Can’t remember now, but I am sure that he eventually got satisfaction in one way or another............. this is

Household Brigade Magazine for Summer 1924



Sergeant B. Bukow, 3rd Bn Grenadier Guards, they havee

Situated in truly rural surrounding in charming Surrey, and about equi-distant from the two poles, it is time Pirbright was brought to notice and lauded as a famous watering place.

It is said that the rainiest spot in the British Isles is somewhere in Cumberland. Pirbright, being rather secluded, has apparently been overlooked by the meteorologists.

Any ambitious meteorologist who desires to study very unusual weather conditions will be well repaid by a visit to Pirbright on any Wednesday afternoon in any week in any month in any year. On these days the Household Brigade Rifle Club holds its weekly aquatics. Pirbright, in view of its military aspects, was the last spot created.

This is quite obvious, but worthy of note. It is inhabited by troops, but on one occasion a civilian was observed in the vicinity. The drummer on duty promptly sounded "The Alarm" and it was not until much later that peace was restored. There are notices at both entrances to Pirbright which read "Beware of Troops" but there is no truth in the statement that this  is only intended as a warning to any wandering damsel who might perchance wander as far as this holiday resort of the Brigade of Guards.

When a Battalion in London has a nervous breakdown, it is sent to Pirbright to rest and recuperate. It has been known not to rain at Pirbright but snow instead.

Not many miles away is a range of hills known as Chobham Ridges. The troops know it well. Every year since 1066 they have been capturing it from imaginary foes. Musketry is one of the pastimes indulged in by the Guards when in residence at Pirbright. Were it not for this, tailors would probably fall on hard times.

They sew on the crossed rifles that are manufactured there.

Should anyone be enticed by this account the visit Pirbright, Q.M.S. Aston will be at all times only too pleased to show off points of interest there.

He is one of them. Without him Pirbright would not be Pirbright.


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