When Squareheads Read.

This is a big moment for a squarehead. Most of their time is limited to huffing and puffing or boasting how their hats don't roll away. Yet it is the distraction, or possibly attraction, of reading that can round life out for those endowed with an exact abundance of 90 degrees.
If pride does indeed come before a fall then all these fellows need to prepare for a long trip downwards. Much maligned by others the squarehead takes much pleasure in displaying their ability to vocalise the written word whether it be presented in type or running writing.

Square head, big hands.

Some people are overly blessed in the angled scone department. Squadron Leader Green is one who is greatly blessed. I imagine as a child the other children would have used his head as a set square during wood working classes. Not only is he bestowed with a head that won't roll away he also has enormous hands. Do the two run concurrently in his family or is he considered a freak? He's the kind of chap who would make sure that when he orders a cocktail it comes in an extra large glass. 

Squareheads down for the big Boche gang-bang

He must know Captain Edmund Blackadder! Well he is an airman. Maybe he's a Twenty Minuter as well. Clearly he's no rubber desk Johnny. 


All political correctness and Blackadder worship aside. There certainly appears to be a lot of room in that Blenheim to swing that large gun around. You'd have recruits queuing up around the corner for the opportunity to fly around in such comfort.

But would Lord Flasheart fly such an aircraft? Woof!

Squareheads. Is this the squarest?

Squareheads...don't just belong to the other side apparently. The C.O. has a bonce that you could square a foundation with. The angles of that cranium just aren't natural. The C.O, even has problems balancing that thing. Is it possible his head was bound and set in a beer carton when he was young? Is he part of some strange cult that cultivates a cubic culture? Who can say? Look at poor Mr Flopsy Hair. He is either totally in despair or irrepressibly overcome with laughter by what he has before him. Squareheads! They believe they rule the roost - but those around them tend to believe differently.



Squareheads. Is this the squarest?

Does this man have the squarest head or what? Clearly a man of some importance as he doesn't have to wear a hat inside.
He also must be a bad guy as he's telling the good guys what he is about to do.
But enough of that! Look at the right angles on this man's scone. You could set a house with that thing. No wonder he doesn't wear a hat - all the other boys would be making jokes about square pegs and round holes and all that...