fellow-my-lad

Updated: May 12, 2025

We entered Pigeon Wood after a long walk over wild chaos, and, guided by the officer and sergeant, I dived down into a deep dugout just captured from the Germans, who were two hundred yards away in Kite Copse. "What cheer, Charlie!" shouted the young officer. "Hullo, fellow-my-lad!... Come in. We're getting gloriously binged on a rare find of German brandy." "Topping and I've brought a visitor."

Philip Gibbs - Now It Can Be Told