Thread: Pipe of the Day

One of two new pipes from P&C............Barracini pocket pipe(Made by Stanwell) straight stem pot, This little fella is gonna get a lot of use. Pipe cleaner runs through it easy nice little clencher. it's small at 4.8" and about an ounce in weight.

I've been looking at those . Seem like good little pipes

Originally Posted by spacemonkeyjon

I've been looking at those . Seem like good little pipes

Steph can we get the dimensions of your plaid pattern for reference?

Originally Posted by spacemonkeyjon

I've been looking at those . Seem like good little pipes

So far they're pretty good I got two.I'll post a pic of the other one later. I got home late tonight .

Originally Posted by 32t

Steph can we get the dimensions of your plaid pattern for reference?

Yeah the plaid is 3 1/2" x 3 1/2". I assume you meant the bean bag ?These pipes are perfect for a vest pocket.

Originally Posted by 32t

Steph can we get the dimensions of your plaid pattern for reference?

I got me a deja vu.

That is exactly the same pattern our military uses in bedcovers.

Originally Posted by Sailor

I got me a deja vu.

That is exactly the same pattern our military uses in bedcovers.

Well then, great minds think alike ??

"T", who's the new recruit by the way heh heh ?

Originally Posted by Nightblade

Yeah the plaid is 3 1/2" x 3 1/2". I assume you meant the bean bag ?These pipes are perfect for a vest pocket.

I was thinking of the width of the stripes.

Originally Posted by Nightblade

"T", who's the new recruit by the way heh heh ?

It's corporal sammakko (=frog).

Long story long. It happened in maybe 1989 or 1990. I was serving in coastals (coastal jaegers) in the island named Utö. Utö means 'the outernmost island', almost in the middle of nowhere.

In those days, in the times of the cold war, it was very everyday that foreign ships violated our territorial waters. Usually they were fishing vessels with hell of a lot of antennas, coming from well-known country.
Every time it happened, at the craziest times almost weekly, we had to run into our alarm positions and stay there until orders to get back. Me and my crew had a position down at the shoreline, cold, wet and windy place. Mould, bats, rats here and there. At the wintertime there were lot of dead, frozen frogs.
Sometimes we had to stay there for several days without getting anything to eat so the boys and girls were pretty pissed off.

This happened once again. After many hours i said to my crew that enough is enough. from the radio i had been heard the the ship has been away for hours. We're getting back to barracks now, eat some and come back.

As we were walking to barracks i saw some high officer with shiny boots coming to us and i knew this would be trouble. Of course he stopped us and asked me: Hey sgt, why are you leaving your positions while the alarm is on?
So i said, sir, we have a permission to get some food but i didn't want to do it without leaving a good person into watch service. Just in case.
Well who is this person in watch? He is corpolar Frog and i know he is the right person to stay and keep watch in such a cold and windy place.
'Well done, sgt.'

But here's my sat eve pipe. HU Tuarekh from Autograph. Rooster IPA on the side.



And here is me. Back in those days i were young. At some excercises (orange vest), charging a remote anti-personnel mine.