Same thing happened in Aalborg Brian. A Tuborg brewery trip when the brewery was closed for a public holiday. Again, they just stuck us in a room and fed us beer. Brilliant. The town took some hammer later on as well.
George if you also rember on that detachment we were into the second week when the usual afternoon beach run was cancelled by W/Cmmdr read and the Sengo, Sqdn/Ldr Bell. When I asked the Sengo the next day what had happened to the bus I was informed that there was a fuel conservation on and it had been decided that 111 would do their bit by cancelling the afternoon beach run which I will point out was for the groundcrew. The pilots and navs had two minibuses to run around in!! I then pointed out to the Sengo that the Lineys were up at 5am in the morning and by the time shift change came at 12 they were all ready for their lunch, down to the beach,a couple of beers, a swim and they were a happy bunch I then gave him the alternative, an afteroon boozing in the Pen Club, a game of cards in the afternoon (the CO did not like gambling) a couple of fire extingushers being set of in the name of "high jinks" and probably a bit more mayhem. Lo and behold the next day the bus was reinstated and evrything was back to normal. I remember that extra week. All the Lightnings were leaking like sieves, the Victor tankers were held up by the Italians, it was a wonder we all got back on the seventh week. 111 was not my favourite Sqdn with Read in charge
Having just received Brian Crofts entry for the "club", I will always remember the said person "falling asleep in his spaghetti in the mess when confronted by the most boring man in the world (a certain Fairy NCO at the time who I wont name as it is always a bit embarrassing) Bored to death Brian stayed face down in the tomato sauce for at least 5 mins, the boring Cpl being completely oblivious to the reason!! Priceless - nice to hear from you Brian!
Hello Den,I don't suppose that boring NCO was Tony 'Cleano' Lepine was it? He certainly fits the bill.
Sadly I missed that one, but good to see that "Hobs" Kelly has found the site.
Brian, I was in ASF at Coningsby, 78 to 84, and there was a fairy called Chris Eaves, and men were known to go into a coma in the midst of any conversation involving him......
Hi John
I hadn't joined 43 at the time of limejug I was still a C130 sooty.
However I do recall a month long trip to Luqa to demonstrate our 24hr capping capability.
Joe Harvey in charge of the advanced party didn't bother to take wing locks, aircrew left wings folded. Main party arived after missing two nights sleep, Belfast struck by lightening (real lightening not 23sqn variety) landing in thunderstorm. One aircraft on line with outer wing resting on fuselage another suffering damage after a section of hangar roof landed on it. Capping went ok and we broke some serviceabilty records even though we had to scrounge bits off the Ark Royal to keep us going. Air traffic tottie bugled during a rear seat jolly missed the bag and reputedly asked if she could have a another trip. Don't recall getting a mess bill from Luqa on that trip.
Detachment memories
Luqa Malta, sitting supping ina local bar when some of dom Mintoffs bully boys burst in armed with shotguns...exit we linies...not quite THAT brave! Hot sweaty nights down 'The Gut' playing with the ladies of the night, watching a well known plumber chief on hands and knees making his way up the Gut oblivious to the world; drinks prices trebling just cos the Navy arrive, catching a well known 111 sqdn sooty having a hand job under a table in one of the bars!! early mornings with hang overs on the line, sniffing the O2 doing the gases, watching the U2 doing its crew in, and that take off!! Nights up Troudos in Platres, lazy days at Paphos in the early 70's before the tourists ruined it, Nisi beach when it was quiet and had no hotels,. Brandy sours, Keo beer, and what was the name of that nats wee the maltese called beer? Farsons I think.....its and age thing. Waiting for the big white gozomee bird to come, running out of money on our FLM wage with two weeks to go, diving in Malta and Cyprus, sunburn, constant headaches,.
Hello Paul... the Maltese `Nats wee` was Hop Leaf and Cisk.... I think one was male wee and the other was the female version !!!
George
Do you remember the drunk German with a sense of humour?
After challenging you to sink a pint quickest, and losing, staggering out of the Door, with these words:
Next time we have a war you lot stay out of it!
I must admit I cant actually remeber it, but then I seem to remember I was normally wasted after any work we actually did on that detatchment. I also got a bill for John Kings matress in Sgts Mess: much to his embarassment when Chf Clerk in middle of Leuchars PSF said "Sgt King we have a bill for your matress". He was spitting feathers when he got back to the hangar!!
