You lot are being uncommonly rude to Aldershot's finest, the cement company were gods to us CWW's while on bloody exercises in winter in BAOR, freezing our nuts off on the Diester ridge, or in the Swallenberg forest, their scran was manna from heaven, 1 Div Sigs ComCen Charlie chefs were bloody miracle workers, and at 22 sigs, the field kitchen turned out some of the best nosh I have ever had in the field, admittedly my standards and taste buds at the time were shot to hell, but with the "Extras" that were obtained by scrounging, road kill, and generally obtained from dubious sources, and handed over to the Chefs, no questions asked.
Memory jog:- True Dit. out on the scrounge, at the weekend, no movement of vehicles allowed, I came upon several large field mushrooms, by large I mean about 12 inch diameter, about 14 inches high, and as thick as your wrist, I gave them to the field kitchen, there was enough fried up in butter for a dozen blokes, tasted wonderful, a meal on their own. One chap came in with half a dozen brown trout, and another, a liney, a small boar, that he killed with his L/Rover. Rabbits and dead pheasants occasionally appeared on the menu. but not often.........we ate well.