Clive Ward
@CliveWardauthor
British Army Veteran. Writer, cartoonist. I write books in a variety of genres mainly Military humour. My Books include ENDEX & Bullies & Bullshit & Homeless.
He wasn’t all right. He was losing weight and sleeping more and more. You couldn’t tell him though because he’d just shut up shop like he does when I quiz him on his military service. We chatted for a while about the different people he’d met on the streets. I met this homeless…

Don't miss the alternative five miler of death in ENDEX COMIC 3 OUT NOW 48-page descent into the chaotic and darkly humorous side of military life. Available here endexcomic.com This comic pulls back the curtain on the absurdities, frustrations, and dark humour that…

BULLING BOOTS Yes, I was one of them that wasted hours sat there with black fingers, bulling away with my cotton wool or yellow cloth duster and my lid full of warm water waiting for that magic moment when my boots would turn to glass...zzz.... shit where’s everyone gone? I’ll…

When my co-workers have run out of mundane things to say like. ‘I can’t believe the price of bread.’ I get my turn to start a conversation; it’s time to get my own back. I usually start my conversation with something like… ‘There I was balls deep in a camel's arse banging like a…

Tinned individual Snake and Sydney Puddings – also known as Babies' heads. Another one that is up there with the best. Called babies' heads because they resembled a baby’s head arriving in the world when they came slithering out of the can. The half cans were issued in 24-hour…

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WORDS YOU DON’T WANT TO HEAR Where’s your rifle? Calm down, you'll definitely be home by Christmas. Wolfgang…you’ve just missed him. It says here you're posted to Tidworth. Your leave is cancelled. E springs… Who fired that shot? Breaking into double time... Reveille 0500 hours…

They both peered into Wocko’s locker, all they could see was a giant black bin liner, full of festering clothes. “Where is all your kit, Watkinson?” “In the bag sir, that’s my dirty washing for the laundrette, wash day is not until tomorrow sir.” The Sergeant and Platoon…

FUBAR ON STAG My memories of the Op banner Sangar’s Op banner Sangar’s were the cold, damp, sticky walls, the smell of piss and the stench of spunk from all the other squaddies that ‘came’ before me. I have flash backs every time I go into an old-fashioned, run down, men’s…
