It starts to feel weird when a sports hall full of multinational squaddies, in particular the Italians and their exceedingly tight trousers, start to get jiggy with it to Dancing Queen.
Were the French Foreign Legion still there? They were always the best value to watch dancing with each other. They were under strict orders not to fraternise with the local Bosnian women in the PTT building. As soon as one got too close on the dance floor, they would move away and carry on dancing with each other.