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Dave Parker
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Date Posted: 20:58:42 02/23/05 Wed
Haaaaaaa compo! Lovely stuff. One of my all time favourite meals, even today, is stew. Any type of meat, without meat, whatever but I can't eat it without adding a bit of the old curry powder, much to my wifes disgust. When we were first married, she would experiment with all sorts of spices and herbs, in an attempt to impress me with her culinary skills and I would come along and dump a couple of spoonfuls of curry powder in it, so now she just throws the veg and meat in a pot and I do the honours with the magic powder and I'm as happy as a pig in s**t (which I sometimes am, literally, if I overdo the powder!).
The only ingredient of compo I never got a taste for was the mashed potato powder (pom?). I hated the stuff. Always seemed to have the same consistency and taste of wallpaper paste! I bet I could take you to areas of the various ranges where we buried whole cartons of the stuff. The only people I ever knew who liked the stuff was my landlord and his family in Badd Westernkotten. They couldn't get enough of it and many a time I paid my rent in a case of pom and a jar of Nescafe!
Dispite the legendary properties of compo as a binding agent and, I remember not going for a pony for two weeks was the norm, then creating a bio hazard of epic proportions, it never seemed to stop us from having to "pick up thy shovel and go yonder". I remember also one of the pranks we would pull on such poor unfortunates, like sneaking up behind them and sliding a shovel under their bum so they shat on the shovel and then 'disappearing' the evidence. Naturally, as one did, after wiping and in the process of pulling up ones kecks, you look, with no uncertain pride, to witness the end result of the 2 hours of hard labour you had just gone through to birth your 9lb log, to be confronted with a blank space, nothing, nada! How can that be possible? Then, just as you are starting to think you are a section 8, you see them, over on the guns, pissing themselves with laughter. Now that's toilet humour!
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