).I remember reading in a book called "Dont cry for me Sgt Major", it was mostly about the Falklands. I have been out there and I can see this happening easily.
Anyhooooo
Apparently a company of troops arrive, and lo, near a cove, there is a porcelain crapper. Just a shed with a crapper with a direct exit to the sea.
Obviously, compo + Squaddies + comfy bum = Demand, so there was a queue.
A young Rodney waited and eventually sit down to read the penguin times or whatever the Bennies equivalent of the Telegraph was.
Anyhow, things had got a bit backed up, compo has this effect, and the tide had come in so there was quite a back pressure.
There was a muffled thump and a scream...Poor Rodders had been ejected from the throne by the toilet equivalent of old faithful...I bet there were no showers to hand....poor sod aaarggh
