The Afghanistan has now taken the dubious honour of having the worst army of all time, much to the relief of the Italian army of World War Two.
No longer will there be jokes about the Italian army having tanks with one forward gear and five reverse, for the Afghanistan army having been trained and equipped by the British and Americans, with considerably more men and much better equipment didn’t even need a vehicle with one forward gear as they ran away the minute they saw the Taliban coming.
They say they were demoralised as they hadn’t been paid and I suspect this may well have been the case however I feel if this were the British army the Sergeant Major would have made damn sure the men fought and fought well and argued about their pay after they had won the battle.
How on earth could the well equipped Afghanistan army with considerably more men and better equipment not beat a ramshackle Taliban whose main weapon is an anti aircraft gun mounted on the back of a pick up truck with the vast majority of them travelling on motorcycles carrying AK47 machine guns?
It seems that the Afghan President Ashraf Ghani had fled the country with four cars and a helicopter full of cash, the four cars were full of money and they tried to stuff another part of the money into a helicopter, but not all of it fit so some of the money was left lying on the tarmac, which may go some way to explain why the army weren’t paid.
How very sad that the population of Afghanistan should just let the Taliban walk in and take over their country, one feels that if a similar thing had happened in Great Britain our army would have gone down fighting and should they have lost us older folk would have been taping a carving knife to a broomstick ready to join dads army ready to lay down our lives to save our country.
Sadly, it seems that if the people of Afghanistan are not willing to fight to defend their country and its current way of life, unfortunately they deserve everything they get.
I am a retired actor, although to be honest I only retired because I wasn't getting any work and the option of becoming an unemployed actor/waiter at my age was ludicrous, especially as my waiting skills are non-existent.
Having said I’m retired, I don’t think there really is such a thing as a retired actor for I am still available for work, I just don’t have an agent or any connections with regards to obtaining any worthwhile work.
I have over the years done student films when there is nothing else available, always low paid (if at all) the only incentive was always the promised copy of the finished film for your show reel which nine times out of ten always failed to materialise.
I spent many years looking after my aged mother who had dementia, hence the lack of acting work but shortly after her death I was lucky enough to run into an ex-girlfriend of many years ago and our romance blossomed once again, resulting in us getting married in 2013.
My move to the countryside inspired me to write The Diary of a Country Bumpkin which tells of my continuing dilemmas in dealing with the rigors of the countryside from the unexpectedly large number of pollens, fungal moulds and hay products waiting to attack the unsuspecting townie.
I enjoy writing, see my play Dulce Et Decorum Est Pro Patria Mori on The Wireless Theatre Company, The Plays Wot I Wrote and The Battle of Barking Creek both available on Amazon.co.uk and am very fond of classic cars so my ideal occupation would be acting in a film I had written set in the 1930s/40s, we live in hopes.
I am delighted to say that since venturing to the countryside where space is not quite the premium it is in town, I have due to the availability of two double garages acquired more classic cars to form a small collection the pride of which are a 1947 Bentley Mk VI and a 2000 Bentley Arnage.
My various blogs and websites are continually evolving and I’m sure that by following the appropriate links you will find something which will edify or amuse.
The Diary of a Country Bumpkin 