At San Carlos, an ancient privy had been discovered at the settlement hall. The hall was being used as a regimental aid post, but the privy with its adjacent washbasin was a closely guarded secret. Officer and indeed some men, who had discovered it and were tired of sneaking off with a shovel on the " Third day ", had decided to make use of this God-sent facility. The word spread. Shovels were laid aside as more and more men headed for this porcelain haven. Hardly surprisingly the ancient's loo gave up under the strain. The last marine successfully to bolt himself inside had little idea that the toilet was to give up in such a dramatic manner. He was heard entering by impartial observers, who with great glee related the event in every detail soon afterwards. He was heard sliding the bolt across. Some witnesses, not know for their reliability, even said that they heard the muted, sound of his trousers hitting the concrete floor. What happened a few minutes later was beyond contradiction. There was a muffled explosion, taken by those outside to be an indication that the marine's bowels were emptying at a great speed. 'Oh Christ' said the voice from within the closet. 'Oh Jesus'. All was indeed not well. What had occurred was later referred to as the Great Loo Throwback, when the tightly packed contents of the outlet were for some reason hurled back into the bowel at some speed. Experts later discerned that this was due to a sudden inrush of seawater from the drain's outlet in San Carlos Water a hundred yards away. But the evidence of the catastrophe, regardless of its causes, was all too apparent. "You dirty bastard", said a marine as the poor man staggered out of the closet. "Look at the state of you" It was true, the last user of the settlement hall privy had received more than was given. Vainly he had used up the few sheets of tissue paper issued in every rat pack, in a small pouch marked 'sundries'. The unmistakable and foul-smelling evidence of his encounter with the toilet hung around him. Men moved away grimacing. The unfortunate one tried to smile, hoping his mates would not desert him in his moment of need..........They Did... extracted from (Don't cry for me sergeant major)
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