Just read one of the files C coy in that bog hole in France La
Courtine training area. What a place God drop and called good enough,
hornets the size of aircraft. The bog was some thing else it flushed
its self when you heard the water coming down the pipe you ran like
hell the place flooded quite a sight rufty tufy Angle Irons legging
out the bog it with their keks round their knees.

C coy C/sgt was caught on the exercise his name escapes me for now but
Sp coy staked him out in the sun and he went back to Paderbourne with
half his face sun burnt word was his wife was not happy with sp coy.
Haa happy days.