SUGAR POSSUMS By Mark Barrett, Ex-Grunt 21 Cons Sqn RAE

When I Corps transferred to 21, we were building a 500-man camp and we had a tent city set up at Shoalwater Bay. Officers, snakes and officers’ mess – you know the drill. Well, we’d had a gutful of officers fucking us around at this point and I happened to be on mess duty so, as a good sapper, I wiped down their (officers’) tables. Whilst no one was looking, I wrung the cloth out in the cold water urn! Another time, walking back from the boozer, same job, I saw a possum with its face in the sugar bowl on our table. “Fuck that,” I said to my pissed mates. “Watch this.” I quickly swapped it for one from the officers’ mess.

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