Phwoaar...I love a good Wren me, met a good few of 'em in me service years aboard the HMS Erection. Right lively sorts they was and gagging for a bit of action during shore leave. In fact my Elsie was a Wren, leastways she was until I got 'er in the family way. Shotgun wedding? More like forced nuptials at the barell of a small munitions factory, 'er old fella was a stern old church going type who....etc.