Around 1970 stationed in Northern Ireland we had a good fall of snow, so we decided to have a good old snow ball fight. Squadies against the WRAC's on the Regimental Square with a line drawn in the snow to divide the sides.
The snow ball fight was going great when suddenly one of the WRAC's ( a big girl as I recall) crossed the line, a large snow ball in hand and tried to shove most of it down someone's combat trousers. From then on, it became a free for all the girls trying to get some snow down the soldiers shirts and trousers and the men trying to fill as many Bras as they could get their hands in with snow.
To make it all, the R.S.M. walks by lobs a snow ball and shouts you lot must all be bloody mad and carries on to the Mess. There were a few "Yes Sir's "then on we all continued, a real case of " A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush"
