We are back to breakfast?
Leeming and Topcliffe c. 1966. Linton and Dishforth and Acklington and Church Fenton similarly, unless the boss was a hard-arse.
Met. night shift in the mushroom season. Met forecaster and observer have brought the makings for a fat-boy breakfast. At about 0445. the observer does the necessary in the enclosure and brings back mushrooms, three minutes plucked. Forecaster has the fry-up nearly complete. Let battle commence.
0600 to 0700 the weathership pilot attends to hear the usual lies, having breakfasted on a hasty lump of toast.
We received many a comment about the delicious smell, which, in both locations also percolated upstairs to ATC.
[No baked beans: I guess we were weather-knobs].