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I liked Brownies, hated Girl Guides. It was all traditional female role ideology and after sticking it out for two years, I told my arents I had had enough.

My mother was in the Guides during WW2 - she loved it (apart from church parade) but it never sounded very girly. They were taught stuff like survival and camouflage manoeuvres on a local estate, recording vehicle movements to pass-on to the stay-behind/resistance should we be invaded and their sharp young eyes and ability to identify every aircraft type, Allied and Axis were highly valued. Members of her troupe were posted to anti-aircraft batteries (mostly manned by called-up WW1-age veterans) to help ensure they only shot down the enemies and after she passed a certain age, she was given a tin hat and a night posting to a firewatchers station on top of C&A (now the Central Travelodge) to help direct the response to air raids.

I think I also remember saying that cooking and knitting/dressmaking badges were things she was never good enough to attain..! :D
 
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What didn't help was that none of my close mates joined. And I wanted to be out with them rather than giving up an evening for this regimented flag raising crap.

I can't remember any flag raising crap. We had the church parades at Easter and around xmas but that was about it. Otherwise it was just camping and games. I loved it. Same with air cadets. We went flying, shooting, did the DofE schemes, and got to hang out on operational air bases. It was fantastic fun. I'd do it again now if I could.
 
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We had cubs, guides etc. split on heavily sectarian grounds in the 1980s. I went to the Catholic Brownies :D. And this wasn't Belfast, this was Warwickshire. I grew up with the impression I was banned from the Girl's Brigade being a Catholic, which I resented as I liked all the stick twirling they got up to at village fetes and the shinier uniforms.

I was in the cubs in Warks (late 70s), an atheist from an Irish Republican family and no one batted an eye lid. I was excused church duties but went along anyway sometimes.

Then moved to Ireland and after some negotiations joined the CBSI (Catholic Boy Scouts Ireland), later moving on to Sea Scouts (heavily Protestant), again after some negotiations about religious stuff. They all just seemed happy to have kids interested to join wherever I went.

Then I joined the FCA (Irish TA), where they give you a gun as well as a uniform so there may be something to the militaristic side of things, I loved it, lol. :D

eta. oh yeah: on topic, there was no noncing in my experience.
 
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We had cubs, guides etc. split on heavily sectarian grounds in the 1980s. I went to the Catholic Brownies :D. And this wasn't Belfast, this was Warwickshire. I grew up with the impression I was banned from the Girl's Brigade being a Catholic, which I resented as I liked all the stick twirling they got up to at village fetes and the shinier uniforms.

I came across the CBSI (Catholic Boy Scouts of Ireland) at a jamboree - even though they had regular Scouts in the ROI they were for those parents who felt they weren’t quite Catholic enough. My Aunt was the big cheese for their German Catholic Girl Guide counterparts - a pious miserable bunch who acted (at my cousin’s wedding at least) as if, at any given moment, the wrath of the Lord was about to rain down upon them.
 
When I was growing up my best friends parents were brown owl then promoted to arkala of cubs. & her dad was a venture scout master.

We went to the brownies at the same church hall, and my first badge was for shining shoes, then maybe washing up, keeping my gerbil alive..

But cos of her parents we went on cub and scout camp every summer, was great :) they did lots more muddy stuff than at brownie camp plus their den was in an underground air raid shelter...
 
Cubs and scouts never appealed, I waited till I looked old enough and joined Army Cadets ... great fun
 
My mother was in the Guides during WW2 - she loved it (apart from church parade) but it never sounded very girly. They were taught stuff like survival and camouflage manoeuvres on a local estate, recording vehicle movements to pass-on to the stay-behind/resistance should we be invaded and their sharp young eyes and ability to identify every aircraft type, Allied and Axis were highly valued. Members of her troupe were posted to anti-aircraft batteries (mostly manned by called-up WW1-age veterans) to help ensure they only shot down the enemies and after she passed a certain age, she was given a tin hat and a night posting to a firewatchers station on top of C&A (now the Central Travelodge) to help direct the response to air raids.

I think I also remember saying that cooking and knitting/dressmaking badges were things she was never good enough to attain..! :D
Had I had the same experiences as your mother I would definitely have enjoyed it more.

I got knitting, sewing, cooking and other traditional female role stuff, nothing outside of that. I remember getting a look at the handbook of badges once and there was so much cool stuff in there, and most of it was never even spoken about by the leaders.
 
I see he's after documents from Giuffre's therapist and is pushing on the false memories issue (along with wanting to interview her husband). If it ever gets to a trial you could see that possibly working for him, though the basics of her story about being trafficked for sex are now matters of fact. Main thing seems to be the usual filthy trick of saying 'if you carry on with this we'll expose every bit of your life and mental health to public scrutiny'. Grim stuff.
 
I think I must be the only bloke on urban who went to cubs and fucking hated it. Mum wouldn't let me leave but I managed to get myself kicked out after some unpleasantness on a camping trip.


Hated Cubs from day one, walked in and the arkela hauls me up in front of everyone, I am in jeans and trainers, “We wear short trousers and proper shoes here!” Stuck it out for a couple of months, passed over for any badges, my mum told her I wanted to leave, she persuaded us to go to her house to do the knots badge, we hadn’t been shown how to do knots, I think the miserable fucker had ideas of making me feel foolish. So we’re there in her front room and she’s telling me to do a half-hinch, me fucking scoobied, “a half-hinch, half-hinch, you can’t have a badge if you can’t do a half-hinch!”

My mum, bless her leans over, “I think she means half hitch, you know, like how you tie a boat up.”

So I do the knot, ‘orrible woman hands over the badge, we leave her house and I lob the badge in the bin in her front garden. Never went back.

What was it with people who worked with kids in the 70’s? They seemed to actively hate children. BB2 went to Beavers and loved it, Covid cut that short but she’s getting ready for Cubs to start up, pretty sure that arkela from my childhood is dead now, so hopefully BB2’s one will be nicer than Mrs Half-Hinch...
 
I see he's after documents from Giuffre's therapist and is pushing on the false memories issue (along with wanting to interview her husband). If it ever gets to a trial you could see that possibly working for him, though the basics of her story about being trafficked for sex are now matters of fact. Main thing seems to be the usual filthy trick of saying 'if you carry on with this we'll expose every bit of your life and mental health to public scrutiny'. Grim stuff.


It worked so well for Weinstein and Maxwell, go for it Andy!
 
I see he's after documents from Giuffre's therapist and is pushing on the false memories issue (along with wanting to interview her husband). If it ever gets to a trial you could see that possibly working for him, though the basics of her story about being trafficked for sex are now matters of fact. Main thing seems to be the usual filthy trick of saying 'if you carry on with this we'll expose every bit of your life and mental health to public scrutiny'. Grim stuff.
I don't see it working unless the therapist has a history of planting false memories. She's spoken about the psychological effects on her, such as PTSD, nightmares, and no doubt her husband can testify to that, but do they honestly think he will say anything else? It's not some get rich scheme they cooked up between the two of them. It's the effects of trauma.
 
I don't see it working unless the therapist has a history of planting false memories. She's spoken about the psychological effects on her, such as PTSD, nightmares, and no doubt her husband can testify to that, but do they honestly think he will say anything else? It's not some get rich scheme they cooked up between the two of them. It's the effects of trauma.
Yeah, it's a 'playbook' thing and a statement of how vile they will be if it goes to court. Quite likely to be about shaping the agenda for a settlement ('if you press on, this is that we'll do to you'').
 
I can't remember any flag raising crap. We had the church parades at Easter and around xmas but that was about it. Otherwise it was just camping and games. I loved it. Same with air cadets. We went flying, shooting, did the DofE schemes, and got to hang out on operational air bases. It was fantastic fun. I'd do it now if I could.

i was gliding in blaniks and hanging around at Dishforth base when i was 14 in the scouts. and going up in the gliding clubs chipmunk tow and taking the controls was a bit special
 
I hated it but had no idea it was optional so I stuck it out but did not proceed to the scouts, thank fuck.

Reasons for hating it included hayfever, not loving sports, being bored out of my mind, and not appreciating uniforms and the level of discomfort they offered.

I went to one camp and managed to enjoy a few aspects of it but then I got to leave early because I got a massive splinter lodged under my fingernail and the practical skills of the cub leadership failed to dislodge it. The kids spent a lot of the time winding eachother up with ghost stories, culminating in me being the one brave enough to piss on a 'witches grave', only to later discover that the cross actually marked the spot where a previous camp had buried their toilet waste :D
I just found it really boring to be honest, whenever I was there I was just thinking about how much more fun I could be having out with my mates on my bike or whatever. The kids there tended to be the more boring ones from school too.

Finally got kicked out cos there was this kid in our tent who got his sleeping bag wet. We all lent him blankets so he was ok but he kept getting in my sleeping bag with me. After a few times I said if he did it again I'd kick his head in. He did it again with predictable consequences (to be clear I am definitely not a hard man but until I was about 12 I was always the biggest kid in my year at school which gave me a certain advantage)
 
I see he's after documents from Giuffre's therapist and is pushing on the false memories issue (along with wanting to interview her husband). If it ever gets to a trial you could see that possibly working for him, though the basics of her story about being trafficked for sex are now matters of fact. Main thing seems to be the usual filthy trick of saying 'if you carry on with this we'll expose every bit of your life and mental health to public scrutiny'. Grim stuff.
“Let us talk to the men who know her better than she does”
 
“Let us talk to the men who know her better than she does”
The psychologist is a woman.

And I suspect the point of involving her is in the hope that there's no reference to Andrew in the notes of her sessions with Virginia Giuffre, which they'll say is becuase it was something the plaintiff invented later.
 
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