Another great Cambrai Lunch. Very well attended but with far more serving soldiers than old gits. The 1 RTR old gits all missed the official group photo. We were on the verhanda drinking our beer when everyone was called to go outside for the photo, we just looked at each other, said nah! and carried on drinking! I had to call it a day at about 9pm. Fortunately I had made my bed on arrival and just collapsed into it. Fantasic fat boy breakfast this morning, all available on the hotplate unlike last year where it took almost an hour to get you cooked to order breakfast. The others looked like I felt! rough with a capital R. The jungle juice at breakfast was a godsend. Up at the crack of dawn tomorrow ( Sunday ) for the trip to the cenotaph and the Barley Mow experience, somehow I think I might drink a bit less than usual, two piss ups in 3 days? think I'm getting too old.