We liked Ballykelly. We had the only flushing toilets on the airfield. We knew when we had a 'scramble free' window when the train was due, but the hovercraft down the runway was unpredictable in all senses.
Then after a few beers in Limavardy, a steak butty in the mess, before a late night supper back at the dispersal.
Bomber Command crews were never underfed.