Poems about the Army Apprentices School, Harrogate
(Attributed to Terry Corbett, intake 54B, with some subsequent editing)

And Finally

Look back upon the good times that were mixed up with the bad.
A harsh regime and discipline were most we ever had.
Those three long years at Uniacke, at times a weary haul,
Made us the Army’s golden boys, well-trained and soldiers all.

And now it’s far behind us, but memories evergreen
Of mates and cameraderie that ‘civvies’ haven’t seen,
Warm in your home and late at night midst howling wind and rain,
Just close your eyes and thus IMAGINE, would you do it all again?

With thanks to  Trevor "Bill" Powell for this contribution.