The mention of circumspection and nurses once more brings us to Aden. A noted Beverley pilot whose name corresponds to a radio special agent of years gone by was assailed by a stricture of said membrane and was duly admitted to Steamer Point hospital. the usual bunch of suitably concerned well wishers arrived at his bedside and marvelled at the impossibly huge cage arranged under the bedsheet over the nethers of the good officer. For no reason at all at that moment a strikingly attractive Scottish nurse entered the ward and due to the "clip-clopitis" of her heels on the tiled floor all banter stopped. She went to the bed opposite and tucked in the already immaculate sheets. Her crisp nursie skirt rode up displaying stockings and suspenders. In that heat, we thought. The gallant afflicted officer writhed and groaned in his cage. Who says that there is no charity in the Services.