Originally Posted by
ShyTorque
“To our wives, girlfriends, ladies and lovers……and may they never meet!”
Something along those lines was proposed at an oppressively humid outdoor dinner night by the Station Commander at RAF Gutersloh (the late Mike Steer, I believe). It was immediately followed by a very loud clap of thunder and said Group Captain nearly fell off his chair!
Thank you. Trouble with that one is the increasing number of ladies present, and indeed one might be asked to Toast. Makes wording complicated [never mind "other persuasions"]
I do hope the thunder was "in the forecast" even if only a PROB 10