Okla-homey
10/13/2006, 06:43 AM
Picked up elsewhere.
In February, 1916, I was a runner carrying messages from battalion headquarters to company headquarters. I went down to the village one cold windy day. I looked into an estaminet [a house of ill-repute]. Our support lines were nearby, so I went in the estaminet to see if there were any Gordon Highlanders in it. The madame shouted at me, "Ferme la porte!" I didn't know a word of what she had said. I asked, "What did you say?" She replied, "Shut the @#%$ door!" I knew then what that meant and … I never forgot that.
Personal memory of Private Craigie T. Mackie; 2nd Gordon Highlanders.
Gordon Reid (Ed), Poor Bloody Murder: Personal Memoirs of the First World War, 1980
In February, 1916, I was a runner carrying messages from battalion headquarters to company headquarters. I went down to the village one cold windy day. I looked into an estaminet [a house of ill-repute]. Our support lines were nearby, so I went in the estaminet to see if there were any Gordon Highlanders in it. The madame shouted at me, "Ferme la porte!" I didn't know a word of what she had said. I asked, "What did you say?" She replied, "Shut the @#%$ door!" I knew then what that meant and … I never forgot that.
Personal memory of Private Craigie T. Mackie; 2nd Gordon Highlanders.
Gordon Reid (Ed), Poor Bloody Murder: Personal Memoirs of the First World War, 1980