I remember, on a certain well-known Towers' annual tented Rock Ape Funfest in the forests of Germany in the late 60's , waking most mornings to hearing the pre-dawn mutterings of the breakfast cooking detail as they scratched about and tripped over each other in the camp catering area.
This morning Reveille would shortly afterwards be followed up by the side of the tent facing the food area lighting up to the WHOOMPH! of the stove igniting : accompanied by a stream of expletives as yet another Flight Cadet had duly singed his eyebrows.
Last edited by Haraka; 2nd Dec 2014 at 17:25.