And throughout this whole, challenging period we remained poised, ready to spring into action like coiled sausages, if / whenever we might have been called to do so. To that end we conscientiously stayed in our green flying suits whilst in the bar, quenching parched throats with copious beers . . (albeit only until 19.00) . . surely this dedication to duty should be recognised in some way ? A medal to me seems absolutely fine
