A bit more from Spike Milligan (in parenthesis) on late-Imperial India:
Spike Milligan records the case of a young soldier ‘desperately in need of sex who ravished the sacred cow at the temple. The Hindus took great offence at this and he was prosecuted – and the officer representing the Crown opened the case by saying “On the morning of the alleged offence my client was grazing peacefully in the fields” '.
That has the sheen of a well polished anecdote. Elsewhere in PTFTR, the British Army goes off to fight in the war to end all wars:
Reginald Savory remembers one such regiment, ‘hard drinkers to a man, from the Colonel downwards’. On the night before their departure for Europe in September 1914 they were ‘drunk to a man. The next morning I went to the railway station to see them off. They were led by their band – poor devils, how they managed to play I don’t quite know. They were followed by the Colonel and his adjutant on horses, and about twenty or thirty private soldiers. The rest were either carried along behind the regiment in bullock carts or left drunk on the parade ground. They were shovelled on to the train, and some of them, more drunk than the others, actually died on their way to Karachi.’
Not sure how that fits in to the Govian scheme of things.