Just spent a few months sandbagging and other things and I can tell you it's hot work, and sometimes seems a bit pointless, but boy are you glad when mortars start dropping to the ground.
Makes your hands blister a bit too unless you wear the gloves but its just soo hot you don't do that.
I thought it would be an idea to harness the good folk of WGT who are specialist in this endeavour and have them put their efforts to good use, thereby saving valuable time ( and delicate hands, don't forget the hands ) for the rest of the battalion to get on with more pressing engagements.
Any one interested in lending their skills, sign in below and I will see if we can get you deployed soonest. I can promise comfortable dwellings and lots to do in your spare time, such as avoiding the reaper, who it turns out, isn't so much grim, as ever present.
In the first instance, contact my man Lambert. ( Please allow three days for him to respond- since my return I have kept him busy and at one point glued to the roof of the Orangery due to my miscalculating the strength of the glue I had invented. He liked the fumes though. Shame about the horse. )
On another subject, allowing that I be permitted, I would have to say that I prefer 375 to 41.
Lizzie xx