No stranger to contempt.

Better off dead if the other chaps believe you are a shirker. The world would be a better off place if everyone did their bit. But no, some fellows just won't take a bullet for the team. Yet despite protestations from all sides emotions prove to be more derisive than decisive. 

Hidin' in a 'ole

There comes a time in every person's life where hole hiding becomes a priority. Forget about standing tall, taking it on the chin and all other cultural short hand comments for bravado. It can be dangerous out there. Standing up and up being counted is really not worth the effort, when you can just as easily be tabulated whether you are prone or supine. To whose advantage is it really, the counted or the counter?

When vriends are hard to find.

Swine or no swine, trusting a man with a groomed beard with a gun and who can't distinguish the the letter f from the letter v is always going to be a mistake.

The beard manages to pronounce every other consonant correctly and becomes agitated when questioned. Is he annoyed because he has been delayed in out Hipstering his Hipster friends (vriends) by taking his  bakelite headset and shortwave radio on the bus?

Despite his faults he certainly knows how to wear a cravat correctly and at least should be vanked vor not succumbing to vashion vearing as a poorly vormed noose. 

For the love of cross hatching.

 This is but one panel. The night sky is cross hatched. Some of the clouds are cross hatched. Even the Lancaster's panels are cross hatched. The ink work is sublime. This is a thing of beauty.

Have beard will run.

  There is more to a morning run than being mouthed off by some hip standing nonce in a four button single breasted jacket. There is the joy of going for a run with the chaps. There is the joy of running in cotton and wool - natural fibres are so much better for the skin, even though there may be a slight issue of dampness retention. But oh my it's good to get outside.

Giant tanks!

In this world of populist revisionist history it is refreshing to learn the truth. German might was created by a handful of giant tanks! Why were we not taught this in school? This would have to be the greatest conspiracy of all times. The facts are here.  No wonder the Allies had no chance. 

More mad poms

There's one sure way to distress an enemy and that is to be mad. If there's just one overlooked national character trait the Germans carry it is they don't suffer fools. If there's one thing the British appear to have in abundance is fools. When the two meet the encounter can only go one way.
The challenge for the British is, of course, to have their idiots in the right place at the right time. The only problem with this is if the idiots are winning everything, they'll come to expect a share of those winnings.
The consequences of these expectations are littered throughout history and are too numerous to mention here.

Don’t forget to point

What type of chap are you? Are you the kind who doesn't care or the kind who points as required, even when not asked? Getting this right is so important. As you may be called upon to demonstrate. At that point everything changes and the observer effect comes into play. Fear or pride might become your companions. They are friends you can well do without. 

Tight jumpers at sea

Strange things happen at sea apparently. If not strange but there clearly appears to be an over abundance of hot water and a lack of fabric softener below decks as the leading seaman’s jumper (sweater for you American types) seems to have gone through the hot and fast cycle one too many times. No wonder he is annoyed. Also calling someone a sprog is not very nice, particulary around all the seamen on deck. And just what exactly are those other three experienced hands doing? Working hard at looking busy by the looks of them. The leading seaman has a right to be a touch... grumpy.

Have monocle will go the biff!

Some fellows are happy to go the biff under any condition. Shirts on or shirts off it’s all the same to them. It is worth noting the lack of upper body attire should provide the hopelessly obvious hint that Australians are involved. Sadly the fit looking chap in the middle dealing with the hapless meaty buffons is an Englishman. However when it comes to showing the world to have at it he is not a shy man. Have monocle will wage war - against friend or foe - is the right type of chap to have on your side. Heaven forbid if he were one of the enemy.