Following a crack in the cliff face we ascended slowly, linked together by a rope as was the fashion of the Alpinists. The Major wore an Austrian hat at a jaunty angle and a lederhosen that left his pale legs rather exposed. I commented that it was not healthy for a man to wear so much leather, bar on stage at the Moulin Rouge.
Having come to a rather difficult part of the rock face the Major paused and said to me -'I say Colonel do you know where the Andes are? 'Yes' I replied, 'on the end of your sleevies!!'
The Major finding this very amusing guffawed rather loudly which caused a small avalanche, fortunately for us it overshot us and wiped out the french basecamp instead.
The Colonel
No comments:
Post a Comment