TOUGH EATING. After Christmas dinner in a barrack room the cookhouse orderly appeared. “Where’s the puddin’ cloth?” he asked. “Cloth?” echoed one of the men. “What cloth?” “The cloth the puddin’ was done up in,” replied the orderly. A gasp went round the room. “Lumme,” said one of the soldiers, “I thought that puddin’ was tough!” —Fredericton Gleaner.
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Te Awamutu Courier, Volume 62, Issue 4422, 7 May 1941, Page 7
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