As part of the present UK celebrations of serving and retired armed forces personnel, Camilla, Duchess of Cornwall is visiting a hospital ward full of soldiers injured in Iraq and Afghanistan.

She goes to the first, who has arms and legs swathed in plaster. "What happened to you?" she asks. "Land mine, Ma'am" he replies. "And what happened to you?" she says to the next man, also covered in bandages. "Anti-tank rocket launcher, Ma'am" he says.

The next man appears to be uninjured, but is staring rigidly ahead. "What happened to you?" asks the Duchess. There is no reply. Thinking the soldier might be hard of hearing, the Duchess repeats the question in a louder voice. The soldier in the next bed says, "Beg pardon Ma'am, but he doesn't speak. He's not been quite right since he got a bullet in his a**e."

"Tut, tut, such language", says Camilla. "Rectum, my good man, rectum!"

The soldier replies "Rectum and no mistake, Ma'am. F***ing near killed 'im!"