"Yes son" says granddad, "I have an old german helmet."
"Bl**dy hell that would be great can I take it?"
"Yes but don't swear, I don't like swearing."
"Sorry granddad, do you have anything else?"
"Yes I have my old bayonet."
"Bloody hell that would be great, can I take it?"
"Yes but I've told you once, don't swear, I don't like it."
"Sorry granddad, have you anything else?"
"Yes I have a map of where all the landmines were buried."
"Bl**dy hell that would be great can I take it?"
"Yes, but this is the last time I tell you I DON'T LIKE SWEARING."
"Sorry granddad says the little lad, where are they?"
"Up in the loft near the tank."
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