A long story - but some highlights
During the war if a German pilot crash landed in Switzerland (and survived) - being neutral they hnded him over to the germans. If an English pilot crash landed (and survived) - being netral they handed them over to the germans.
When we bombed the German armourment factories, who set up a whole industry to supply the german needs (at a tidy profit of course) - being neutral.
Lets not even start on the Jewish gold they chose to retain.
During the conflict in Yugoslavia many aid convoys were raised in the UK (and other parts of Europe) being neutral they wouldn't let them through they had to drive round adding days to the journey (that's the one that got me most)
they've had an army for 1500 years and what's the weapon of choice - a f**king penknife.
And here's the rub...... I was driving across the Swiss border one day in a German hire car (can't remember if I was coming in or out) and the border guard started gobbing on at me. I pointed out I couldn't understand him so he pointed his machine gun at me, took my passport and marched me to a desk in a room.
There he pointed at a price list and demanded money. I may have suggested he took it from the Jewish gold they'd illegally kept from the war (not entirely unreasonable they're only useing it to prop up their economy). He suddenly appeared to gain the power of the English language and locked me in a little room...... for quite a long time.
When they came back they pointed out that the hire car didn't have the correct road tax and I had to pay - out of the English money I kept in my pocket which was part of the British economy. I decided to let my demands for the Jewish gold drop on this occassion - they were lucky!!
Worse
A couple of weeks later travelling back (I thought still in Germany) to Zurich an army jeep crashed badly in front of me rolling several times. I was first on the scene it was upside down and what looked like four soldiers in combats were laid on the floor (roof) with weapons strewn around obviously unconscious. There was petrol (I assumed - though it was probably diesel I realised later) pi**ing out of the tank and I thought it would blow - so stupidly I dragged the two in the front out, but then had to climb in the back - right in - for the other two (I was shitting myself) When I got in it turned out they were rucksacks, but it all looked the same in combat gear stuff.
Anyway some of the other convoy members caught up, the lads were coming round - so I legged it - didn't want to miss my flight home for the weekend.
When I got back to the factory I was working at (Dornier - made the bombers in the war) they made a presentation -to me (I didn't want it, I'd forgotten about the incident on the Friday,apparently news of my so called bravery had got back
) During the presentation it started to dawn on me that in fact the accident had ben while I was still in Switzerland and the guys were members of the fcuking Swiss army
Worse - I was presented with a f**king SWISS ARMY KNIFE with Dornier engraved on it -- what shame!! My only defence is I thought they were German. Can you imagine how hillarious Lynn thought it was when I was finally grassed up !!
Don't talk to me about the Swiss - I could go on...........
