So what this all about then. Well when I was younger I never went to Boy Scouts, couldn't see the point. Even then I knew most of my life was going to be spent sitting in a chair, working or watching the television with carpet beneath my feet and a roof over my head. I live close to a port and pretty close to a nuclear power station, two good reasons why nuclear war was going to see me evaporated pretty quickly. There seemed little point in learning how to rub two sticks together to make a fire, pitch a tent in freezing weather conditions or be able to tie two bits of string together in a myriad different ways.
More swimmers drown than non-swimmers.
I imagine more people who know how to pitch a tent must freeze to death in one than those that don't. What did I care when they were all sewing knot-tying badges onto their tunics, probably earning a 'sewing badges on the tunic' badge in the process. Now, years later, the error of my ways has been brought home to me in the most decisive of manners. A goodly number of cigarette card sets have been dedicated to the Boy Scout movement and often the popularity of the subject is reflected in the price. Co-Operative Wholesale Services.