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No 602 (City of Glasgow) Squadron RAF
The Pilots and Their Spitfires
There were many brave pilots from all countries involved in World War 2. Because I am from the West Coast of Scotland, I will try to remember some of the brave men from 602 (City of Glasgow) Squadron RAuxAF. The following pages show artwork of the Spitfires and Pilots of 602 Squadron.
602 'City of Glasgow' auxiliary squadron was a household name long before WW2 began. It had been the first auxiliary squadron to get into the air in 1925. Two of its members, Lord Clydeside and David McIntyre were the first to fly over Mount Everest in 1933. The squadron sweeped the board in gunnery and bombing, and achieved the second most kills during the Battle of Britain and more imporantly for the least of themselves shot down, beating the regular squadrons at their own game. It was the first auxiliary Squadron to be equipped with Spitfire fighters as far back as March 1939 and it was the squadron to shoot down the first enemy aircraft on British Soil.
The squadron moved south from Drem airfield in East Lothian on August 14th 1940 to relieve the already battered no. 145 squadron at Westhapnett, Tangmere's satelitte station in Sussex. The squadron suffered 5 casualties during the battle. The squadron remained at Westhampnett until December 1940 to be replaced by 610 auxiliary airforce squadron. 602 squadron itself remained active up until 1957 when it was put into mothballs.
I also fly as a virtual pilot in the flight simulator IL2 Sturmovik along with friends from the virtual European Air Force - 602 Squadron. In this squadron, we have all chosen our own callsigns including:
LO-P Painter, LO-J Joe90, LO-S Sporran, LO-M MonsTTer, LO-F Flashheart, LO-D Jarred, LO-E Puffman, LO-W Whizz (here is the most up to date roster)
LO-Z Flt.Lt. Raymond Baxter
See my Machinima Movie showing Raymond Baxter and fellow pilots during Operation Big Ben here.
Raymond Baxter, who became a household name as a radio and television commentator and presenter after the war, flew Spitfires during WW2. One of his many memorable exploits against the German V1 and V2 effort, graphically described to the artist, is the subject of this print. Flt. Lt. Raymond Baxter's Spitfire Mk. XVI and F/O P.C. Webb narrowly avoid a church spire as 602 Sqn. makes a precision low level attack on the V1/V2 headquarters in The Hague on March 18th 1945.
A Dutch eye-witness wrote "1945 the 18th March! I'll never forget! As a 17 year old boy I found myself somewhere on the fourth floor of the building, and when I looked out of the window I saw aircraft diving down from the sky and flying straight in my direction. Air raid! The building was badly damaged and our dwelling (adjacent) was totally destroyed, but we all survived including our spaniel Robby!"
LO-P F/O P C Webb
F/O P.C.Webb of No 602 Squadron was injured on the 9th of September 1940 at 17:30hrs. He crash landed his Spitfire I (K9910) at Box Grove, Sussex after being attacked by a Bf 109 over Mayfield.
LO-B Air Commodore Alan Deere CBE DSO DFC
A magnificent painting specially commissioned to commemorate the Anniversary of the Allied Victory in World War II and the 40 plus years of peace in Europe. Britain's leading aviation and marine artist brings to life the two greatest fighter aircraft ever to fly, in a gigantic vista over Londan and the River Thames. Air Commodore Alan Deere in his Spitfire and Wing Commander Bob Stanford-Tuck in his Hurricane. A truly symbolic painting, rich in color and brimming with emotion, a picture to commemorate the greatest military victory in history.
LO-D Pierre Closterman DFC
Ten Focke-Wulfs began to prowl round us, at a respectful distance, as if suspecting a trap. Anxiously Carp and I kept an eye on them. Suddenly they attacked in pairs. Short of juice as we were, all we could do was to face each attack by a very tight 180° turn, fire a short burst in the approximate direction of the Hun, and immediately resume our position by another quick 180° turn. This performance was repeated a dozen times but we succeeded in making the Focke-Wufs keep their distance. They eventually tired of it - or so we thought.
Over Dieppe the fighters gave way to the Flak. We were flying at about 10,000 feet. The german light Flak opened fire with unbelievable ferocity. An absolute pyramid of black puffs charged with lightning appeared in a fraction of a second. Violently shaken by several well-aimed shells, Carp and I separated and gained height as fast as we could with our meagre reserves of petrol. The poor Liberator, incapable of taking any sort of violent evasive action, was quickly bracketed. Just as, after a few agonizing seconds, we thought it was out of range, there was an explosion and the big bomber, cut in half, suddenly disappeared in a sheet of flame. Only three parachutes opened out. The blazing aluminium coffin crashed a few hundred yards from the cliffs in a shower of spray, dragging down the remaining members of the crew. With heavy hearts we landed at Lympne, our tanks empty. (Pierre Closterman, 'The Big Show')
LO-E Jaques Remlington
"Look out, yellow section, Flak-ship, one o'Clock !" And immediately after Frank Wooley, it was Ken Charney who saw a Flak-ship, straight in front of us! "Max blue attacking twelve o'clock!". A grey mass rolling in the mist, a squat funnel, raised platforms, a mast bristling with radar aerials - Then rapid stoccato flashes all along the superstructure. Christ! I released the safety catch, lowered my head, and nestled down to be protected by armour plating. Clusters of green and red tracer bullets started up in every direction. Following Jacques, I went slap through the spray of a 37mm charger which only just missed me - the salt water blurred my windshield. I was fifty yards from the Flak-ship. Jacques in front of me was firing; I could see the flashes from his guns and his empties cascading from his wings. I aimed at the bridge, between the damaged funnel and the mast, and fired a long, furious continuous burst, my finger hard on the button. My shells exploded in the water, rose toward the water line, exploded on the grey black-stripped hull, rose higher to the handrails, the sandbags. A wind-scoop crashed down, a jet of stream sputtered from somewhere. Twenty yards - two men in navy-blue jerseys hurled themselves flat on their faces. Ten yards - the four barrels of multiple pom-pom were pointing straight between my eyes - quick - my shells exploded around it. A loader carrying two full clips capsized into the sea, his legs mown from under him, then the four barrels fired. I could feel the vibration as I passed a bare yard above - then the smack of the steel wire of the aerial wrenched off by my wing as I passed. my wing tip had just about scarped the mast ! Phew ! Passed him. (Pierre Closterman, 'The Big Show')
LO-F Air Commodore C J ‘Mickey’ Mount CBE DSO DFC
Flying Officer C.J Mount joined NO.602 squadron on August 8th 1940 after a brief conversion course on Spitfires. On August 18th his Spitfire L1005 was severely damaged in combat with JU 87's and BF109's over Ford. Micky was unhurt. he again escaped injury when his Spitfire X4270 was damaged landing at Tangmere. He served in many of the theatres of WW2 and he flew Hurricanes in Malta and North Africa and Wellingtons in the Middle East.
Mickey Mount and his MkII Spitfire successfully attacks a Messerschmitt Me109 low over the cliffs of Beachy Head.
LO-J Air Vice Marshal Sandy Johnstone CB DFC AE DL
Sandy was in command of no. 602 squadron during the critical days of the Battle of Britain, flying with the squadron before the war though to 1941, when he was posted to the Middle east, he also served with 229 and 249 squadrons in Malta during the Island's most fateful days of the war.
Nicolas Trudgian’s superb action painting takes place against a backdrop of a very atmospheric sky over the South Coast of England on August 25th 1940. Scrambled to intercept a raid approaching the Isle of Wight, Squadron Leader Sandy Johnstone hurriedly climbed his 602 Squadron Spitfires to 15,000 feet. In spite of short notice, the Spitfires intercepted the large force of 50 Ju88s and Do17s, escorted by Me109s and 110s, before they reached the target. The CO downed a Me110 by blowing off its tail unit before becoming embroiled in a one-on-one dogfight with a Me109 – Nicolas Trudgian’s painting captures the action – the CO despatching the enemy aircraft to notch up his second victory of the day. 602’s tally amounted to 13 aircraft destroyed without loss.
'Nuts' Niven
In August 1940 602 squadron were posted from their base in Scotland to Westhampnett in West Sussex, a satellite station of Tangmere. One of their first major tasks was to repel a huge German formation of aircraft that attacked Tangmere. They gave a very good account of themselves. They also gave a very good account of themselves in every dogfight and battle that they were involved in, showing their true professionalism. On many occasions they were called upon to 'Scramble' up to seven times a day. One pilot describes the conditions that they lived under, a mattress on the floor, a suitcase as a chest of drawers. They lived from day to day, most of their time spent in a Nissan hut while waiting in the 'Readiness State'.
They were all anxious to 'do their bit' for Britain and to stop the German invasion of our island. They worked as a team and it worked very well. A number of dogfights are described. One pilot 'Nuts' Niven describes his thoughts and feelings when his Spitfire was hit by a canon shell from a German fighter, severley damaging his wing while flying over the Kent countryside, something he wasn't best pleased about.
S/L Chris Le Roux
Normandy, July 17, 1944. It is just over a month since the allies landed on D-Day. Field Marshal Rommel is in charge of the German defenses. He has been travelling hundreds of kilometers a day, meeting with his battle commanders, doing what he can, for a war that he knows is lost. Late in the day, he is returning to his headquarters at La Chateau Roche-Guyon. Travel is risky, the Allies have total air superiority. On this beautiful clear afternoon in the French countryside, the Desert Fox's luck is about to run out.
"Chris Le Roux, a South African was leading the flight, which was made up of Jacques, 'Mouse' Manson, Jonssen the Norwegian, Robinson, and the New Zelander, Bruce Oliver. Oliver opened fire with his two 20mm. guns and his four 303 machine guns. A second shell hit the car at the height of Rommel's back, indeed, Jacques Remlinger, in the second Spitfire, also fired, killing the motorcyclist." (The Big Show, 2004, Pierre Clostermann)
There were many brave pilots from all countries involved in World War 2. Because I am from the West Coast of Scotland, I will try to remember some of the brave men from 602 (City of Glasgow) Squadron RAuxAF. The following pages show artwork of the Spitfires and Pilots of 602 Squadron.
602 'City of Glasgow' auxiliary squadron was a household name long before WW2 began. It had been the first auxiliary squadron to get into the air in 1925. Two of its members, Lord Clydeside and David McIntyre were the first to fly over Mount Everest in 1933. The squadron sweeped the board in gunnery and bombing, and achieved the second most kills during the Battle of Britain and more imporantly for the least of themselves shot down, beating the regular squadrons at their own game. It was the first auxiliary Squadron to be equipped with Spitfire fighters as far back as March 1939 and it was the squadron to shoot down the first enemy aircraft on British Soil.
The squadron moved south from Drem airfield in East Lothian on August 14th 1940 to relieve the already battered no. 145 squadron at Westhapnett, Tangmere's satelitte station in Sussex. The squadron suffered 5 casualties during the battle. The squadron remained at Westhampnett until December 1940 to be replaced by 610 auxiliary airforce squadron. 602 squadron itself remained active up until 1957 when it was put into mothballs.
I also fly as a virtual pilot in the flight simulator IL2 Sturmovik along with friends from the virtual European Air Force - 602 Squadron. In this squadron, we have all chosen our own callsigns including:
LO-P Painter, LO-J Joe90, LO-S Sporran, LO-M MonsTTer, LO-F Flashheart, LO-D Jarred, LO-E Puffman, LO-W Whizz (here is the most up to date roster)
602 Pilots and a Spitfire Mk IXb at Detling, April 1944
LO-Z Flt.Lt. Raymond Baxter
See my Machinima Movie showing Raymond Baxter and fellow pilots during Operation Big Ben here.Raymond Baxter, who became a household name as a radio and television commentator and presenter after the war, flew Spitfires during WW2. One of his many memorable exploits against the German V1 and V2 effort, graphically described to the artist, is the subject of this print. Flt. Lt. Raymond Baxter's Spitfire Mk. XVI and F/O P.C. Webb narrowly avoid a church spire as 602 Sqn. makes a precision low level attack on the V1/V2 headquarters in The Hague on March 18th 1945.
A Dutch eye-witness wrote "1945 the 18th March! I'll never forget! As a 17 year old boy I found myself somewhere on the fourth floor of the building, and when I looked out of the window I saw aircraft diving down from the sky and flying straight in my direction. Air raid! The building was badly damaged and our dwelling (adjacent) was totally destroyed, but we all survived including our spaniel Robby!"
LO-P F/O P C Webb
F/O P.C.Webb of No 602 Squadron was injured on the 9th of September 1940 at 17:30hrs. He crash landed his Spitfire I (K9910) at Box Grove, Sussex after being attacked by a Bf 109 over Mayfield.
SPECIAL DELIVERY by Michael Turner
LO-B Air Commodore Alan Deere CBE DSO DFC
A magnificent painting specially commissioned to commemorate the Anniversary of the Allied Victory in World War II and the 40 plus years of peace in Europe. Britain's leading aviation and marine artist brings to life the two greatest fighter aircraft ever to fly, in a gigantic vista over Londan and the River Thames. Air Commodore Alan Deere in his Spitfire and Wing Commander Bob Stanford-Tuck in his Hurricane. A truly symbolic painting, rich in color and brimming with emotion, a picture to commemorate the greatest military victory in history.
VICTORY SALUTE TO LONDON by Robert Taylor
LO-D Pierre Closterman DFC
Ten Focke-Wulfs began to prowl round us, at a respectful distance, as if suspecting a trap. Anxiously Carp and I kept an eye on them. Suddenly they attacked in pairs. Short of juice as we were, all we could do was to face each attack by a very tight 180° turn, fire a short burst in the approximate direction of the Hun, and immediately resume our position by another quick 180° turn. This performance was repeated a dozen times but we succeeded in making the Focke-Wufs keep their distance. They eventually tired of it - or so we thought.
Over Dieppe the fighters gave way to the Flak. We were flying at about 10,000 feet. The german light Flak opened fire with unbelievable ferocity. An absolute pyramid of black puffs charged with lightning appeared in a fraction of a second. Violently shaken by several well-aimed shells, Carp and I separated and gained height as fast as we could with our meagre reserves of petrol. The poor Liberator, incapable of taking any sort of violent evasive action, was quickly bracketed. Just as, after a few agonizing seconds, we thought it was out of range, there was an explosion and the big bomber, cut in half, suddenly disappeared in a sheet of flame. Only three parachutes opened out. The blazing aluminium coffin crashed a few hundred yards from the cliffs in a shower of spray, dragging down the remaining members of the crew. With heavy hearts we landed at Lympne, our tanks empty. (Pierre Closterman, 'The Big Show')
ESCORTS by B. Freudenthal
LO-E Jaques Remlington
"Look out, yellow section, Flak-ship, one o'Clock !" And immediately after Frank Wooley, it was Ken Charney who saw a Flak-ship, straight in front of us! "Max blue attacking twelve o'clock!". A grey mass rolling in the mist, a squat funnel, raised platforms, a mast bristling with radar aerials - Then rapid stoccato flashes all along the superstructure. Christ! I released the safety catch, lowered my head, and nestled down to be protected by armour plating. Clusters of green and red tracer bullets started up in every direction. Following Jacques, I went slap through the spray of a 37mm charger which only just missed me - the salt water blurred my windshield. I was fifty yards from the Flak-ship. Jacques in front of me was firing; I could see the flashes from his guns and his empties cascading from his wings. I aimed at the bridge, between the damaged funnel and the mast, and fired a long, furious continuous burst, my finger hard on the button. My shells exploded in the water, rose toward the water line, exploded on the grey black-stripped hull, rose higher to the handrails, the sandbags. A wind-scoop crashed down, a jet of stream sputtered from somewhere. Twenty yards - two men in navy-blue jerseys hurled themselves flat on their faces. Ten yards - the four barrels of multiple pom-pom were pointing straight between my eyes - quick - my shells exploded around it. A loader carrying two full clips capsized into the sea, his legs mown from under him, then the four barrels fired. I could feel the vibration as I passed a bare yard above - then the smack of the steel wire of the aerial wrenched off by my wing as I passed. my wing tip had just about scarped the mast ! Phew ! Passed him. (Pierre Closterman, 'The Big Show')
Jaques et Pierre by B. Freudenthal
LO-F Air Commodore C J ‘Mickey’ Mount CBE DSO DFC
Flying Officer C.J Mount joined NO.602 squadron on August 8th 1940 after a brief conversion course on Spitfires. On August 18th his Spitfire L1005 was severely damaged in combat with JU 87's and BF109's over Ford. Micky was unhurt. he again escaped injury when his Spitfire X4270 was damaged landing at Tangmere. He served in many of the theatres of WW2 and he flew Hurricanes in Malta and North Africa and Wellingtons in the Middle East.
Mickey Mount and his MkII Spitfire successfully attacks a Messerschmitt Me109 low over the cliffs of Beachy Head.
COMBAT OVER BEACHY HEAD by Nicolas Trudgian
LO-J Air Vice Marshal Sandy Johnstone CB DFC AE DL
Sandy was in command of no. 602 squadron during the critical days of the Battle of Britain, flying with the squadron before the war though to 1941, when he was posted to the Middle east, he also served with 229 and 249 squadrons in Malta during the Island's most fateful days of the war.
Nicolas Trudgian’s superb action painting takes place against a backdrop of a very atmospheric sky over the South Coast of England on August 25th 1940. Scrambled to intercept a raid approaching the Isle of Wight, Squadron Leader Sandy Johnstone hurriedly climbed his 602 Squadron Spitfires to 15,000 feet. In spite of short notice, the Spitfires intercepted the large force of 50 Ju88s and Do17s, escorted by Me109s and 110s, before they reached the target. The CO downed a Me110 by blowing off its tail unit before becoming embroiled in a one-on-one dogfight with a Me109 – Nicolas Trudgian’s painting captures the action – the CO despatching the enemy aircraft to notch up his second victory of the day. 602’s tally amounted to 13 aircraft destroyed without loss.
HEAD TO HEAD by Nicolas Trudgian
'Nuts' Niven
In August 1940 602 squadron were posted from their base in Scotland to Westhampnett in West Sussex, a satellite station of Tangmere. One of their first major tasks was to repel a huge German formation of aircraft that attacked Tangmere. They gave a very good account of themselves. They also gave a very good account of themselves in every dogfight and battle that they were involved in, showing their true professionalism. On many occasions they were called upon to 'Scramble' up to seven times a day. One pilot describes the conditions that they lived under, a mattress on the floor, a suitcase as a chest of drawers. They lived from day to day, most of their time spent in a Nissan hut while waiting in the 'Readiness State'.
They were all anxious to 'do their bit' for Britain and to stop the German invasion of our island. They worked as a team and it worked very well. A number of dogfights are described. One pilot 'Nuts' Niven describes his thoughts and feelings when his Spitfire was hit by a canon shell from a German fighter, severley damaging his wing while flying over the Kent countryside, something he wasn't best pleased about.
'Nuts' Niven by Puffman
S/L Chris Le Roux
Normandy, July 17, 1944. It is just over a month since the allies landed on D-Day. Field Marshal Rommel is in charge of the German defenses. He has been travelling hundreds of kilometers a day, meeting with his battle commanders, doing what he can, for a war that he knows is lost. Late in the day, he is returning to his headquarters at La Chateau Roche-Guyon. Travel is risky, the Allies have total air superiority. On this beautiful clear afternoon in the French countryside, the Desert Fox's luck is about to run out.
"Chris Le Roux, a South African was leading the flight, which was made up of Jacques, 'Mouse' Manson, Jonssen the Norwegian, Robinson, and the New Zelander, Bruce Oliver. Oliver opened fire with his two 20mm. guns and his four 303 machine guns. A second shell hit the car at the height of Rommel's back, indeed, Jacques Remlinger, in the second Spitfire, also fired, killing the motorcyclist." (The Big Show, 2004, Pierre Clostermann)
ROMMEL UNDER ATTACK by Lance Russwurm
Photograph Albums
Some photograph albums from my old ntlworld webspace.More recent albums are on photobucket or flickr.
Boyd Family History
Here are my Great Grandfather, Grandfather, Father and Sons.
Nettie, Jane, Robert, Willie, Tom, John (1887-1978), Robert (c1852-1932), Bessie
Robert(1935), Russell(1964), Sarah(1896-1986), John(1887-1978), Heather(1962), Ellen(1937-1983)
Darren (1989), Chris (1991), Cameron (1993), Russell (1964)
Nettie, Jane, Robert, Willie, Tom, John (1887-1978), Robert (c1852-1932), Bessie
Robert(1935), Russell(1964), Sarah(1896-1986), John(1887-1978), Heather(1962), Ellen(1937-1983)
Darren (1989), Chris (1991), Cameron (1993), Russell (1964)
Munky Clan - America's Army
The Munky Clan was an America's Army squad formed by Insight in February 2003. The aim was to make a clan with only one rule - to have fun.Well we did have a great time, had lots of fun, made friends and lost friends.
The clan reached a peak in April 2004 after which there was a major bust up from which it couldn't be recovered, despite the efforts from those left behind.
Read more about the history here.
At that time, the "elders" (we had no leaders, no hierachy, just old timers to help run the clan) were these guys:
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| Airbourne | Joe90 | Mad-Bad | Scope | Webjocky |
All the Munky's were:
Airbourne, APOSTOLIS, Band-Aid, Banzai, Blazing-Wolf, Bulgy, Chewy, Dark-Horizon, Devious-Woman, droush, Drunky, EbolaDeath, EminemD12, Filthy_Pleb, Flip__, g-core, GeoFaster, Immaterial, Insight, Joe90, Mad-Bad, METAL69SLUG, n2deep, Necro, ODM,PaveHawk, PoWeR, Scope, Setzar, SlimShady313, Snaggle, StealthRaptor, Struga, TEXAS_Killa, Unkle, USAF_Raptor and Webjocky.Quite a few of us got together again around December 2004 for a last bash with the AOG clan (Army Ops Girlz) who Devious Woman had left Munky to join. It gave good closure to us all, and helped old friends come together again.
I hope I've given a fair recount of the Munky days, and would love to hear from a few of the old gang. I know some of you are still around.
Screenshots from the reunion:
Munky Clan - The Rise and Fall of an America's Army Squad
THE RISE
History of the Munkiverse Part 1
« on: February 10, 2004, 10:41:26 AM form [MUNKY]Joe90»
If you want to know the History of the MUNKY clan, then read this, especially the post by Insight.
Insight was the original Inspiration behind the clan.
(This thread was originally posted on our old website on our first birthday, and has been copied here for new members who are interested in how MUNKY came about)
ONE YEAR ago, the Munky Web site was created by Insight. That was right after the founders got together and decided to jump out of another clan to form something extraordinary.
Why all that happened, I am not altogether sure. I was an AA noob and just got accepted in the 'other' clan. Then I realised what was happening with Munky and signed up right away. Maybe we will get the proper and full story of exactly what happened from one of the remaining founders. I certainly would love to hear it.
Well things went great for a bit, but as with every great start, then comes the end of the honeymoon period. People started leaving and the game itself became infested with cheats. Well, Punkbuster sorted most of that out. But what got Munky going again? It was all the dedicated Munkies that remained, but I have to give the greatest credit to one man that really kicked us back into shape. That man has now been elected once again to be an elder with 9 votes. A big thanks to Airbourne.
In September, we really had to get organised if we were to make it through. We never wanted to make Munky regimented or that strict. Well, we had one of those original and brilliant Munky magic ideas on the way forward. The Man behind that was Webjocky and totally supported by Airbourne. And its great to see Webjocky elected again with 13 votes!
Now we have some new faces coming into the Eldership. A man who was floating about the Munky clan and impressing us with his SAW action, and interrupting normal thought processes with ever new crazy and mad thoughts. Then, in a swift recruitment drive he took on the tag and has now been recognised for his contribution with 10 votes to be a new elder. Welcome Mad-Bad!
And the other new face, well, just look at who is the most active poster in the forums. Who keeps us in touch with all the gossip, and lets the world know about Munky. Oh, and of course, she shoots pretty good for a girl. We all love her, and a great friend and family member of Munky. 13 votes makes Devious-Woman the next Elder.
Oh yer, and you still need an old hand to keep the young boys and noobs in line. So thanks from Joe90 for the 13 Elder votes.
So, today at 1.21pm GMT, exactly 12 months from when Insight created the web site, the new Elders will take up their positions:
Airbourne, Webjocky, Mad-Bad, Devious-Woman and Joe90.
Every other active Munky is still totally involved in the family and will, I know, continue to Contribute. A special mention to Scope who got 8 votes but decided to stand down from the Elder role for now. Other Munkies who got votes were g-core (2), Immaterial (1), Setzar (1) and George got a rogue vote too!
Of course, we thank the Elders that are standing down. Apostolis and Power are not as active in the clan for various reasons but will continue to wear the tag and we hope to play and chat to them for some time to come.
One year down, lots more to go, and I'm proud to be in the family.
« Reply #10 on: February 14, 2004, 05:11:39 AM from Insight»
Hi Munkys, Munky lovers and general primate fanatics,
Airbourne pointed this post out to me just now and, long as it may be, I have read through it and would like to offer up some (ahem, very sorry..no pun intended) insight into how Munky came about.
It all started very early last year in January after I became ill and had to take a few months signed off work. I had been playing Americas Army since just before christmas (BAH HUMBUG!) and had decided it was about time to join a clan.
So, off I went; M16 in hand and banana (which I found quite strange at the time, not knowing what would be) in pocket.
I joined with the aformentioned 1st Infantry Division, so Army like in its ways, ranks, medals, badges... it all seemed very exciting. It immediately became clear to me who were the good guys in the clan (Power, DarkHorizon (aka Brain Dead who recruited me to the 1st) Blaze, Phantom (aka Snaggle), Scope (who i recruited to the 1st),Geo_Fastar (so very very mad, Mad_Bad would have gotten on very well with him) and EbolaDeath, apologies if I left anyone out) and I started getting on really well with them all.
Then came CalmTerror, the gloriously ignorant and infantile XO who was determined that England was not a country and likes wearing make-up (no, really!!). Lets just say we didn't get on ever so well and hurled abuse at each other on a regular basis.
After precisely 1 match (in which we had prepared no tactics for and as a result failed abismally) and 0 practices I was starting to get a bit hacked (i'm not sure if i can swear in MUNKY anymore) off knowing the ability of the players around me.
EbolaDeath and I got talking one day in a roger wilco (ahh the crackles...the fuzz...gr8 software) session and he mentioned starting our own clan and being joint leaders. We went on to talk to some other trusted members of the 1st about it in roger wilco and we received strong backing from everyone present. We wanted to create FUN clan, yet one that could play well together as a team. I wanted MUNKY to have a good reputation and a good laugh playing, afterall, games are meant to be fun.
So, MUNKY was formed...(MUNKY, by the way because I like calling people monkey (Oi you Monkey!!! put that down!) and MUNKY seems a far more sensible way of spelling the word based on how it is pronounced, also cos i reckoned no-one else would call anything Munky ('til Munkys-Uncle appeared of course)
« Reply on: April 1, 2004, 06:53 PM from Zatuzi»
Okay, here it goes -
Well, where to start...Insight joined the [1st] in the winter of 2002 (correct me if I'm wrong), along with some other future Munkys. Back then, we had RW, and had to deal with that crap. Well, we all used to say "Munky" whenever it felt appropriate, and it seemed pretty amusing. I laughed whenever I heard it, as did a lot of others. You see, back then, we had a LOT of members - and trust me when I say a lot.
So Matchu had a helluva time trying to keep track who was and wasn't active. We recruited a lot of people, and a lot of whom didn't have too much time to play, which was a BAD mistake. Then, as Insight mentions in his history, came Calm Terror. I used to think he was pretty cool - he was a decent player, but always had a bad attitude. And Insight wasn't kidding around when he said he wore makeup, because he did. He posted a picture of himself on our forums...kinda creepy.
ANYway, Insight and I and a few others were getting tired of the way the clan was going, seeing as Matchu wasn't the best of leaders. So I joined RW one day to find Insight, Joe, and some others discussing how they wanted to break off and create a new clan. At this period of time, this sounded like a great idea, and I SERIOUSLY considered it. But as I thought back, I remembered how good of a guy Matchu was, and how he's a friend. So I decided my loyalties were with the [1st]. Well, it seemed (obviously) that Insight brought his crew and spawned Munky. At first, Matchu and the rest that remained were extremely pissed at you guys leaving, but I was not...I sort of regretted NOT leaving.
Eventually we lost all of our members until it was Matchu, Chripso, Cowboy, ArmyTester and I. We still remained on TWL, but to no avail. Eventually Matchu decided he'd had enough and left...that was in October of last year, I believe. So...there ya go! Feel free to ask any questions.
THE FALL
Re:Handing In My Elders Post
[MUNKY]Band-Aid
« Reply #15 on: May 03, 2004, 04:54:04 AM »
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ODM is right. AB, you make things run. ever since I've been around, all I've heard is AB, do this please, AB, do that please.
You've been a main cog in the MUNKY family, and it really really sucks that you go out like this.
I highly doubt any of us MUNKYs wanna see you, or Joe, out. Especially not over something like this. Everyone makes mistakes...
I don't think inviting DW to play with the Euro Troop should have resulted in this.
So, lets just have a get together, have a drink or two, and talk this out, coz I don't share your opinions on why you had to leave.
Oh, and the rounds are on me
[MUNKY]Scope
« Reply #16 on: May 03, 2004, 05:23:37 AM »
ffs... i'll be speaking to both of you privately....
and look what you've done, you've turned dotty into explaimationy
[MUNKY]unkle
« Reply #17 on: May 03, 2004, 06:03:38 AM »
ok Guys I dont want to see either of u leave joe we havent talked much but weve plaied AA together as I team and teamsmates dont Quit on eachouther u need to come back and lets all MUNKIES get together on ts and work it out.
ab sometimes i think i ahve pissed u off but I know its just me(when i get in the game or irc and u decide to leave just as I say
Hi ) I KNOW ITS JUST LOUSY TIMMING ON MY PART cause u do talk to like the outher day when U helped me fix my mike granted it was only temp but u staied up late and helped me that is what MUNKY is about helping eachouther when its need
(and KILLIN PEEPS ) and havin fun.
U BOTH NEED TO COME BACK PLZ
as for the clan I WILL NOT LEAVE! If yall do ever want me out yer gonna have to boot me.
WE as a clan can get thru this if they dont come back and we will.
This makes me almost too depressed to play aa!
I said almost cause killin always makes me feel better
[MUNKY]Necro
« Reply #18 on: May 03, 2004, 12:37:29 PM »
You two really dont need to do this.....this was a small fight and needs to be fixed i mean cmon you two are like the backbone of this clan
We love you two and need ya back Please come back
[MUNKY]Banzai
« Reply #19 on: May 03, 2004, 01:08:31 PM »
Guys, this is the worst way for you two to work this out, or so it has been said. You two are two of the most important and hardworking in this clan, and we need you. Now, it's your decision to make, but I think you two should come back.
[MUNKY]webjocky
« Reply #20 on: May 03, 2004, 04:13:59 PM »
I'm not going to say much, as I've already done everything I can to get both AB and Joe to see each others' point of view.
Joe90 made a decision.
AB didn't like the move.
Joe90 didn't realize he had to "ask permission"
AB blew up about it.
With that said:
Joe: You mean well in every decision you make. I know that, and to me, that's all that matters. MUNKY stands tall on the foundation of people who make decisions based upon "the right thing to do". You'll always be a MUNKY no matter where you go.
I've never seen a harder working recruiter in all my years, and I don't want you to leave m8. Email me soon so I will at least know what's going through your head....
AB: You asshole. You can't leave all this shit for MAD, Scope, and me to figure out! If you quit now you're not only letting down MUNKY as a fun team to be a part of, but you're letting down yourself! WTF?
You've been a part of this for a very long time now. Are you going to just throw away all your hard work? OMG the work you've put into this place!
Yep, this is just a game.
Yep, people play games for fun.
Yep, MUNKY was founded on the basis that we'd be a FUN group.
Yep, FUN, like everything else in the world, can't happen ALL the time. Do you actually think a group of people can agree on everything? I know you better than that. You're a very bright bloke (whatever that word means).
Yeah okay, TWL doesn't work right yet, and yeah, the Elder system has it's flaws. But what system in this world doesn't!!!???
To both of you:
Ever hear the phrase "Don't let one bad apple spoil the bunch?"
What about the rest of us? Yeah, the ones who haven't pissed you off?(much )
Are you going to leave us all to rot where we are without TWO legs to stand on?
Well. I said I wasn't going to say much. And I didn't say much about what happend. Screw that. It did, and it's over with.
LET'S MOVE ON AS A FULL TEAM!
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