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Sandbag Reminiscences of Peter Goodman Sandbag
In, Out And In Again
I arrived at a desolate platform in the middle of a barren country scene; this was my place for the next one and a half years.
To be fair I was allowed to escape after a period of time to return to the real world. But what did I do, I caught the next train back to the Regiment.
Good times and bad times are remembered.

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