I've never read any of Leslie Thomas' works before, but came across a reference to them on an Amazon forum, and was intrigued.
1948-1952, and life on Panglin, while the war on the Malaya mainland raged, was wet and hot, but safe. "Men arrived at Panglin who had been mislaid by the army." In between clerical duties and morning musters, Brigg spends his time thinking of sex, and how to get it. Philippa, daughter of Regimental Sergeant-Major Raskin, thinks of ways to avoid her father. Sergeant Driscoll practices trying to shut his left eye so that he can sight his rifle and get back to a decent regiment. Colonel Bromley Pickering tries to keep his lads out of trouble. While they count down the days till they can go home again, occasionally the war touches their little corner of the world. Even amidst the sometimes funny, and sometimes rather macabre humour, death still remains a real threat to these poor lads, fifty-two out of the one hundred and sixty of whom wear glasses, men with fingers or toes missing, psychiatric cases, and two members of the unit who only have vision in one eye. This ragtag bunch, and their adventures make up the story in this book. Great stuff; sad, funny, but always `real'. I shall be looking out for more of this author's works.