Norm here is another story from Bill DeHarte's "80 Years Under The Kilt"

Stanley was an engraver who worked for Eatons, and was by most of our standards a well-paid man. Eaton paid their employees who joined up the difference between their army pay and what their civilian pay would be,so he was a millionaire among us. He undertook to personally make Aldershot’s publicans happy. The barrack-rooms were “T” shaped with beds up each side of the shaft, and then around the cross-room that formed the “T”. Stanley slept at the left end of the T, with Robertson beside him, and they left their boots on the floor between the beds. One night Stanley came stumbling in well after “lights out” with only the very dim blue “black-out” bulb for lumination. He stopped between the beds and proceeded to pee in Robbie’s boots. Robbie, out of bed steered Stanley out to the urinal and to wash out his boots. A couple of days later, Stanley is on the town again. Robbie wisely moved his boots to the other side of the bed. In stumbled Stanley, stood between their beds, and then backed out, went around the other side and peed in Robbie‘s boots again!!! Robbie went through the same routine. He was a rough-talking, harsh-looking man, but very soft-hearted.
Alf. Dougherty, who slept at the other end of the room went on leave. The next time Stanley took out, Robbie moved all his kit to Dougherty’s spot and settled down. We all lay there waiting for Stanley. In he came, turned left as usual, took a couple of steps, stopped, turned around and came to the other end and peed in Robbie’s boots again. That was too much, Robbie hit him, and the next told him that was a sample of what could happen. surprisingly, though he still kept the pubs solvent, he never repeated his act.