Yes we were doing a drive you around the boonies and drop you off in a fully canvassed up truck then find your way home via compass and land marks. Anyway we were going well and came across the mortar range at Northam Barracks it was a bit spinny traipsing around over the ground heading towards camp. All of a sudden Brian D**********ng picked up a 2" dud Mortar round FAFFING HELL 6 (Damn sure it had a red band about 2 inches from the fuse)of us legged it as fast as we could leaving Brian to bring up the rear. He hid that bloody thing in a cistern then brought it back to Perth hidden in his kit bag.
I friggin was nearly on the bus drivers lap and Brian was made by us to sit way at the back of the bus but that was hell that trip............![]()