If you are interested I can scan a photo of Australian troops on the way to Gallipoli with only one of about thirty men in a slouch hat with the brim turned up. The rest in peaked caps, and some in helmets, etc. Akubra produce a variety of styles these days . I should have thought with our dollar at 49 cents US you could do better than a hundred bucks for akubras which retail here for about $80 Australian. (My dog ate mine some time ago). They certainly made the Army slouch hats but I never heard them called Akubras until we became obsessed with our own mythology in the 70s. The Mrs Porter song gives me pause. I had a bit to do with men from the Gallipoli campaign in their last years in the early 70s. Although in male company second world war men often used the word "cunt" casually in those days I did not hear it from the First World War men who might use the word "snatch", perhaps. A chap who was a good friend of mine then in his late 80s discussed with me a painting of a naked woman which used to hang in a hotel bar in Melbourne and his conviction that the genitals had been altered. The discussion was I recall detailed but that word did not occur. Now granted this is a small sample - a handful of old men, probably the abstemious ones who lived long ( still they seemed to live hard even then). Granted we all deny aspects of our youth. But I wonder how representative these reputedly authoritative accounts of taboo usage are, and whether there isn't a subtle agenda in the reporting of it acadamically. I suspect there were marked differences between ourselves and all you other people for that matter. Twenty years ago I saw a man asked not to use the word "mother fucker" in a bar in this country by a man who punctuated his own conversation with the verb on its own. Yet we had already heard Lenny Bruce tell the story of the bouncer "Ya mudderfukka whadya trung glasses?" Cheers Pete.