It isn’t very often that one gets a chance of a trip home in a car from the camp right to one’s front door, especially with a Sergeant Major chasing you to ask if you want to go. It’s the sort of thing one dreams about, yet it happened to me today. Bill Kavanagh was taking a utility van to Skipton and returning on a Light Aid Detachment (LAD) van tomorrow afternoon. I naturally jumped at the opportunity and got ready, but I was doomed to be disappointed. There seems to be some gremlins at work trying to stop me from getting home on a short pass.  At noon today I was told to pack all my kit and stand by, under an hour’s notice, to move because I was being attached to the Royal Marines in Wiltshire for an indefinite period. It is now 10.00pm, so we will not be going tonight and no one knows what time we’re going tomorrow, if at all. No one knows why we’re being sent, other than to do maintenance.
. A short pass was the clearance required for a short period of leave.