CCF was great. I lit up a farmer's land rover with my Bren gun one night and got bollocked. I think the Major who ran it my school had high hopes for me, but I always disappointed him by being gangly and trigger happy.the very first time i got drunk was when i was 13 and on a CCF camp where we had to go into the woods with these stupid ponchos and make a "basher" ie improvised shelter, but really annoyingly had to keep our guns with us at all times. anyway i got given some cheap bells whisky and sat out in a clearing and then woke up just lying in a ditch in the ground with no cover, lost my poncho, thankfully gun was next to me.
Yep, that's a Bren.