Brigadier Wombat

I have a little brother (well, he’s not really a ‘little’ brother, he’s over six foot tall and experiences significantly lower levels of atmospheric oxygen saturation than I do) who devotes a large amount of time to working with the Army Cadets. This endeavour has finally gained the recognition of his superiors and he has been promoted to Flight Admiral (or Lieutenant Corporal, I can’t remember). Anyway, I thought that, with his having risen to such dizzy heights, the least they could do was present him with his own tank.

Apparently they have.

Only we can’t find it.

My understanding is that it has been covered in EEC approved Hi-Vis Lo-Res Dazzle Supreme Disappearo! A camouflage paint that is so good you can’t find anything painted in it. Apparently the French were trialling it in the last Gulf War.

I did promise him that I wouldn’t embarrass him by advertising the fact that he had lost his tank, but I lied. If you walk into something that weighs 64 tons, is made of metal and has a big gun on the front (you’ll have to feel for that), could you please email him at lost-tanks@yahoo.co.uk, he would appreciate it.