Picture the scene: A young whipper-snapper, not yet 18, walks into an Army Careers Office and declares "I want to join the Army". Warm, cuddly Sergeant takes him under his wing and asks "What would you like to be in the Army?" "I want to be a soldier" "I know, but when you pass training what would you like to be?" "I...want..to be...a...soldier?!" (picture confused look on the lads face) A light comes to the sarge who promptly says: "Infantry for you my lad" "Is that good?" Took me fecking years to come to terms with the fact there was more to do than digging holes and running up and down various huge hills with sodding telegraph poles on my shoulders.