Ours was the only kilted battalion in the division, and our bagpipes
were often the subject of many humorous remarks from the other
regiments.
[Illustration: "There goes them perishin' 'toobs' agin."]
On one occasion, while we were out resting just behind the line at
Château de la Haye, we were billeted opposite a London regiment. Very
early in the morning the bagpipes would sound the Scottish reveille--a
rather long affair compared with the usual bugle call--and it did not
please our London friends to be awakened in this manner.
One morning while I was on early duty, and just as the pipers were
passing, a very dismal face looked out of a billet and announced to his
pals inside, "There goes them perishin' 'toobs' again."--_Arthur R.
Blampied, D.C.M. (late London Scottish), 47 Lyndhurst Avenue, Streatham
Hill, S.W.2._