I arrived out of training at RAF Boulmer in August 1978, there was an NCO i/c MGR, Sgt R M Smith. A short Scotsman with sandy well trimmed hair a super sense of humour yet even for the time, he was years behind in another era. Every parade as he inspected the ranks as he made his way along each one, you'd hear him suddenly explode at somebody, then his final intemperate words were, report to me at the Main Guard Room after the parade. When that time came they'd be a queue of airmen, including NCOs, outide the MGR as if waiting at the Cinema for a Blockbuster. Now that's when we had a real air force!
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