And then there was the day when we had the stand by you bed inspection with the RSM, Spr Bloggins had picked up one of the locals that frequented the mess back then... He took her back to Carpiquet and they did what young people do in those instances. Woke up the next AM, told her that she had to depart due to the inspection, and went for his S.S.S. Got back to the room and no sign of her. RSM arrives and conversation goes something like this...
RSM "Good Morning Spr Bloggins how are you this morning/"
Spr Bloggins "Very good Sir."
RSM perform perfunctory inspection, then opens the Spr's locker "Spr Bloggins what is this?" pointing to the local from the mess.
Spr Bloggins "That's my housewife sir"
RSM beats a hasty retreat with a final comment and smile on his face of "Get her the fudge out of here"