In about an hour they returned very much intoxicated, singing their dead war songs, and every warrior naked, painted black from head to foot: as they approached the house in Indian file, each one repeated the following words […]

With rarepairs and crackships, it's the unlikeliness or even impossibility of their coming together that gets you going.

The company also plans to build a factory at Longannet (in Fife) to build trains for both this country and abroad.

Lying there, on a shake-down comfortable enough, made up of dried lallang - the thick, strong grass of the country - covered by a scarlet blanket, and looking very feeble and wan, was my old chum of bygone years in the --th Regiment!