Sailor Haise and the cookhouse fight

My father, Corporal Lowe, was one day working in the company cookhouse with a certain Sailor Haise (see picture above). Apparantly they were making pastry and got into a disagreement about how it should be rolled out. This led to strong words that eventually led to a fist fight. As they both scrapped about, knocking over utensils and cuttlery one of them knocked over a bag of flour. By this time, both bleeding and rolling about on the floor they became covered from head to toe in flour and apparently ended up laughing so much they couldn’t raise another punch.The sight of them covered in blood and flour and laughing hysterically has always been a joy to hear when my dad recalls it.

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