The joke that I've always remembered is called The Cloosh Maker.
It was when the last war started a fellow wanted to join the RAF & told the recruiting officer that he was by profession a cloosh maker, he was told that there were at present no vacancies for a cloosh maker. He decided to try the army & because no-one wanted to admit they hadn't a clue what a cloosh maker was he again was refused admission. He then went to enrol in the British Navy & being the senior service they were willing to give him a chance. He was eventually told what ship to report to & on being interviewed by the chief officer he was asked what was required for him to make a Cloosh, he replied plenty of timber so all tools & timber was supplied & he went to work. After2 weeks all was ready & the crew were assembled on deck. The guy staggered out carrying the strangest apparatus anyone had ever seen. He went to the side of the ship & to a roll of drums he threw the thing over the side------------------
And as it hit the ocean there was a huge CLOOSH.
W Ron.