During the Somme offensive in 1916 I was one of a party carrying
rations up to the front line. We came upon a mule which was having a
few pranks and pulling the chap who was leading it all over the road.
This man turned out to be an old Cockney pal of mine in the East
Surreys. I said, "Hello, Jim, what's the matter?"
"Blimey," he replied, "'e won't do nuffink for me, so I'm taking 'im
back to our sergeant-major, as 'e talks the mule langwidge."--_C. A.
Fairhead (late R.W. Kent Regt.), 16 Council Cottages, Ford Corner,
Yapton, Sussex._