1969 and a sleepy-eyed Flt Cdt (not me) on his way to Whittle Hall spots rather an attractive WRAF coming the other way...
"Morning love", he calls out in friendly greeting...
"Don't you normall salute officers" came the reply.
"Oops, very sorry Sir....err..Ma'am...err sorry!", then an elbow cracking salute which she returns politely trying hard to suppress a giggle.