Was this him ?I've reported this elsewhere on Arrse. Old bloke sat in the back of a dead posh motor a half-mile from Charles and Di's wedding after-party, no security icon in windscreen, in the dark, rural location, engine running. I reported my intentions by radio but the driver had nothing to say when I badged up and challenged if they were waiting for someone. This so-called 'Duke of Edinburgh' bloke in the back said, "My wife!".
"Ah, right. Right you are, guv" and I retreated silently backwards into the blackness of the woods, curtseying or something.