"Apparently" on board Endurance around late 81/early 82 was a young RAF photographer along for the wildlife and occasional grip'n'grins with the Capt.
Around late March, with the atmosphere turning distinctly murky in the South Atlantic, said photog was one of those shipped home.
Endurance returned to Stanley, from where our unlikely 007 (ooh, did I say that?) boarded a flight for the UK, which at the time went via a military/civvy airfield on the eastern Argie coast.
Now, being an eager aviation-orientated snapper, this chap took photos everywhere, more so if aircraft were around and at that Argie airfield there were lots.
Sprog returns to UK for a thorough pumping from the Int people who are also overjoyed that he took plenty of holiday snaps during the 24 hour stop-over.
In the blurry background of innocent looking pictures of shiny fixed wing holiday jets on the Argie mainland, were rows and rows of crates...later indentified as Ex
ets in transit, thus confirming their existence in the Argie inventory.
