As is the tradition we went out on the lash on the Saturday before Remembrance, so the block was a pretty smelly place the next morning - socks, farts, stale kebabs etc. However, nothing quite prepared us for the reveille that woke us all up. A certain REME full screw who shall remain un-named let rip a fart such as I have never heard before. The volume alone was staggering. Enough to wake us all up and leave the younger, more nervous members whimpering under their pits. It lasted a full ten seconds changing pitch at least four times ending on a high note a bit like the Last Post. And then, when the stench hit us it was truly horrific. It emptied the block. A stampede of half naked soldiery disgorged into the cold November air gasping for breath while the culprit giggled away in his gonk bag wallowing in his own effluent. I can honestly say that in all my years I have never heard (or smelt) the like.