I just went thru the UK Scouting’s online store. I can find wineglasses and flasks, but be dam’ned if I can find a simple Scouting pocket-knife.
My consolation in all this is that my Scout Leader is not alive to see this development: she died in 1991, an elderly and respected lady, surrounded by “her Lads”, of which I am proud to have been one.
I always thought the BS were the BEST. Dad had a troop all the way through Explorers and I’d sneak into all the meetings held at the house. GS didn’t really, at that time encourage pocket knives, not that they were discouraged either, which is what endeared the BS to me.
Hatchets, axes, knives and learning to sharpen them properly. Cool stuff. And don’t get me started on ax throwing! ;-D
All the boys went on to become Eagle Scouts and one of them went on to become an executive in the BSA headquarters. Good times.
Sounds like a fine woman. I am sure you taught the lads well.