The one duty I hated was fire piquet. Stag on a weekend was bad enough but for some reason known only to the army, fire piquet lasted for a week or more. Stuck in a room with so many others for a week without being able to go for a pint was purgatory to me, but what was the point? Why a whole bloody week? Some on here must have had to do it? Dragging an old handcart with hoses made of canvas that had very dubious water holding qualities and what for? I know it is a while ago since I was in but even then 999 was the number to ring for the fire brigade (I'm talking Catterick here) so what was it all about? Does it still happen?