Obviously a good thing that he has been rescued, but maybe next time he'll think twice before wandering round a war zone with nothing but his flip flops and bag of twiglets.
And I don't know why his fellow twiglet munchers were so surprised when he went missing - it's like watching one person stick his head into a lion's mouth and getting it chewed off and then being surprised when it decides it likes the taste of twiglets and does the same thing to you.
