Reminds me of a WW2 Fleet Air Arm ditty, a verse of which ran as follows:
“We joined this f*cking navy 'cos we thought it f*cking right,
We don't care if we fly or if we f*cking fight.
But what we do object to are those f*cking Ops Room t*ots,
Who sit there sewing stripes on at a rate of f*cking knots”.
BEagle
Forrtunately the stores bashers were able to locate some from elsewhere!
Moss Bros, R.E.City or Gieves?