DECEMBER 1960.

The Ballad of Outward Bound.

by Dai Druid.

Gather ye round and a touching tale I'll tell

That Merioneth Military should mark right well.

One dread day there came a deadly sound,

A Wild Welsh Wizard whispered, "Outward Bound".

Down through the valleys the dread sound spread

Until a gentle General took it to his head.

By day, by night, he turned the thought around

As to himself he murmured, "Outward Bound".

He planned his plan and dreamed his dream,

And to the Army Council gave a smart new scheme.

The Generals grave in conclave sat around,

Then in one voice proclaimed it: "Outward Bound!"

They spread the news low, they spread the news high

And to every little office sent an A.C.I.

In every little office the work went fast,

Schemes were planned and exercises vast;

Over the mountains the routes were laid,

Through marsh and morass, moor and glade;

Forth went the lads while the wind whistled round,

Heralding the birth of Outward Bound.

But the Wild Welsh Wizard when the winds whistled round,

Felt wizardly sad for the lad on Outward Bound.

And though to help he took a steady notion,

No help he found in magic spell or potion.

But to ease their woe, and stop their sad complaining,

He re-named the whole thing "Adventure Training".

Now while all recall old Outward Bound with pain,

They cheer the Wild Welsh Wiz when they Adventure Train.

POETICAL THOUGHT FOR CHRISTMAS DAY.

To the gay cavalier gentlemen of the Royal Armoured Corps,

The others are a borps;

But they reluctantly admit that, anywhere, to be Colonel

Must be a joy Etolonel.


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