Mixin his doses
Enjoying ur book, found this part funny, pure jock banter at its best lol
“Jesus, Corporal,” he said to Kevin with a very pained look on his face, “A hope ye can help me. I’ve bin mixinmadoses.” He promptly opened his fly and thumped his huge thick and bloody member onto the table right next to Kevin’s plate. Kevin jumped a mile.
“For Christ sake, Jock. What the hell is that?”
Turned out it was a raw turkey neck Jock had come across in his kitchen duties. This was the time of the dreaded rabbit disease myxomatosis. Mind you, Jock really had ‘mixed his doses’ in the past which made the situation all the more plausible.