Around 1980 driving from Folkestone to London around 1am on the A .20 ,I had just entered the road where there was no street lighting..I saw a man in soldiers uniform carrying a large trunk on his shoulder and marching on..He was not thumbing for a lift but I stopped and asked where he was going....He had just come off the ferry and going to Ashford..I said I can take you there..I opened my boot and tried to lift one end of his large trunk...I could hardly ;lift it...I drove him to his family home on the far outskirts of Ashford..a journey of more than 10 miles...No female or man dressed as one could have done what this Soldier was going to do by himself.