While serving with the 1st Bn Royal Scots (The Royal Regt) in the late 80’s, I was 2I/C of the guard one Saturday night. Suddenly at the guardroom window there stood a man mountain of a young private. “Corporal, lock us up will ya, these ejits are tryna lock us in their gaol!”Long gone are the days of me nicking naughty squaddies and bouncing them all the way back to their guardroom. Worst night was Cambrai Day in Fally in 1992, I jailed the same few individuals a few times, the guard commander kept releasing them to go back town on the piss until the duty RMP Ord Sgt threatened to jail him if anymore were released.
No, of my own free will, after 7 years, I'd had enough and moved on to pastures new.