Western Mail, Thursday 17 August 1933, page 2
A five feet colonel, on some special duty was once inspecting a strapping digger of six feet four. "Come, my man, hold up your head. Higher, man, higher.”
"And am I always to remain with my head like this sir," asked the Aussie.
"Yes, my man, of course."
"Well, Colonel, farewell," said the digger. "I shall never see you again!"
The same Aussie, at a function later, was behind the Colonel. He took his hat, and held it over the Colonel's head, whispering to his mates: "If the blighter wasn't a Colonel I'd extinguish him!"