In '96 was on HMS Cumberland, taking part in Ex-Purple Star. About ten at night, one of the wrens, who had been having a cig on the starboard waist came into the ops room and said "come and have a look at this!". I went outside and saw what I can only describe as a star zig-zagging across the sky.
About an hour later - two sea knight (I think) ploughed into each other - killing all pax, and the night got busy.