Excerpt from the Diary of a Russian Spy. April 1949.
Tuesday: Day off. Went down the Hammer & Sickle, early doors. Spent the afternoon queuing for a pint. Spent the evening drinking said pint (it was a pint of vodka). Rolled back to the barracks late, merry and in the mood for an army-style prank. Tied some booby-trapped grenades onto the back of the commander's jeep and stuck a sign on the bumper: 'Just Maimed'.
Wednesday: Inexplicably ordered off on a perilous mission behind enemy lines in Allied occupied Germany. Commander actually used the word 'expendable'. Bugger.