You can take the man out of the jungle - but you can't take the jungle out of the man. Some of my comments about Brunei seem to have brought back fond memories to those that have had the privilege. Who can forget the gauntlet of catcalls from the lady boy population hanging around the back fence every time a Royal went by, or the 'march or die' jaunt through the mangrove swamp - 'just to prove you should never go through one'. No s***t Sherlock! I was there in 92 Capt_Crash. I do remember Ginge C. We had an RGJ officer on the course who was so popular back at his Battalion that as soon as he had finished the course they sent him straight to Norway for the Artic course. Hmmm...tropics on Thursday afternoon; Norway in January on Monday morning. The Mafia strikes again!