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(Ref: 20474/5/3-4)
It was Christmas Day, 1943, and the Gurkhas, ever resourceful, went out and shot some deer - jungle deer - the day before and cooked it over open fires. Smoked it. And they gave it to all the British troops as a Christmas present. It was lovely. I never tasted anything like it. Smoked venison if you'd like to call it. A bit of a change from bully beef and biscuits and we managed to get a few bottles of beer from the NAAFI. So that was our Christmas dinner - and it was most acceptable.