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I couldn't swear to know the nude cyclist but the monocle is a dead giveaway. There were a few high spirited officers (hooligans if in the Airmens' Mess) who transgressed during this time which meant that the rest of us were rarely called to do Station Duties. One especial moment of personal gratification was arriving at the Station just as the Ensign raising whistle was blown. I stopped my car by the flag pole and the WRAF Orderly Officer who was late on parade saluted. The autumn wind caught her raincoat which blew open at the rear showing that she hadn't quite finished dressing before hurrying out to the guardroom. It must have been chilly in knickers that tiny.