As something of an aside, I'd like to support Alison20's post.
My Grandfather was whipped from his college, Christ Church (Oxford University), into the KRRC as a very young graduate (aet 20). Grandfather was a man of superb intellectual accomplishments, a gifted linguist, and, as his military career during WW2 was to prove by two consequent decorations, an effective officer.
Grandfather was also a gentle and compassionate man whose rationale for life was founded in the writings of the Wests' great philosophers and intellectuals. He was a much-admired officer, and even before he died, his family continually received evidence of this. When he did eventually die, in 1999, people travelled from around the world to attend his funeral in Australia.
Grandfather was also an acknowledged Humanist and an excellent scholar. He was an expert on Middle High German Literature and Medieval French Literature. I cannot express his delight to us, his grandchildren, in teaching us about his foremost poetic love, Goethe, and his unique comical, insights into the words and verse of the mystical Michel Nostradamus.
Grandfather always loved German and French literary culture, and consistently denied that any nationality or race was ever responsible for what 'unconscionable demogogues' chose to do to suasively confound their peoples and encourage them to war.
His regiment, the Kings Royal Rifle Corps was, some years ago,disbanded, re-formed and amalgamated with the Ghurkas. As formidable as they were as fighters, Grandfather, one of the human race's great success stories, thought the Ghurkas as being amongst the most accomplished, dedicated, and independent of all fighting forces. Whereas Grandfather believed Ghurkas to be exemplary, as soldiers, he also thought them strong, decent, and immensely admirable, charming, human beings. He thought them, quite simply, honourable, and a delight. I can only assure you, Grandfather would know!
Sometimes, on television or in film, you might see a very tall, elegant-looking (and handsome) British Army Officer moving around the court at the Nuremburg Trials. That's my Grandfather, who was appointed OIC of the foreign press at those trials. All protaginists, I believe, were very lucky to have his services, which he most certainly did not seek, but was prevailed upon to accept as a matter of duty.
Grandfather would have understood Harry, of that I'm sure. Harry's not remotely in the same intellectual league as Grandfather, but Harry's done what he's perceived to be is his duty, as did Grandfather, and to my mind, this is honourable and praiseworthy.
The Gurkhas do the much the same. I cannot credit that such an exemplary contingent of fighters would do anything, or could be discredited, for anything, other than their well-documented bravery on behalf of what they perceive to be just causes. In so many instances, Ghurkas put many of our own fighting forces to shame as so many Westerners are bereft of the spiritual concessions which the Ghurka philosphy affords and offers comfort to.
Cuz he's busy. 
Gurkhas, what's that? My Boy is fixing Black Hawks, he's not out there doing whatever, what do the Gurkhas do? What's their job?
