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HALF A PORK PIE
Night exercise. We sat in a dark damp ditch on Dartmoor, wet through, freezing cold, hadn't eaten all day and as miserable as one could expect to get. Trevor Taylor sitting next to me suddenly said, “Would you like half a pork pie Mel'?” My spirits soared. “Christ, yes please!” I answered through the saliva already filling my mouth. “I'd like the other half” he said with not a hint of emotion. He was twice my size but I still kicked him.
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