Same same here. The card we carried read 'Halt Waqif, Halt Waqif, Halt Waqif or I fire'. at which point with somewhat unsteady hands you were allowed to load your five rounds into the mag. Did you ever stand guard aon the far side of camp (Khormaksar) at the small gate facing open bondu with Sheikh Othman in the middle ground? Why the NLF didn't attack that gate when you'd be the only human for miles, completely alone, at night, is a mystery to me. The R.A.F. Regiment came round once a shift to check if you were still alive! Being MRT, we were more NAAFI than Cam Club.