the best bit was exercises on WW2 bomb sites ..... we had volunteer casualties [I think there was a Fake Casualties Organisation] and most were girl secretaries and office workers having a useful skive. On several occasions having tunnelled and searched for 'victims' I was greeted by a grateful damsel, bored stiff, and if you could ignore the fake blood and blisters they were not unattractive. And wishing to show gratitude in spades. Happy days [pre-marriage I hasten to add!!!!!]
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