In times of war, cannon fodder.
I like to gamble. Occasionally I will don ragged attire and ask Jeaves to drop me off around the corner from the Earl's Court Ladbrokes so I can place a bet or two. I would do it more often were it not for the distasteful proximity to LAYMEN such an activity entails.
"Sir, the German's are approaching our position, what should we do?"
"Right, instruct the laymen to clamber over the trenches and charge the krauts when I blow this whistle"
There seem to a lot of laymen out and about tonight; must be pound-a-pint night at Tiger Tiger.