We lived in 7 MQ and 2 private hirings. The only consistent thing was that on every March-In, there was dirt, grime and damage with an overgrown garden. On every March-Out, despite family Lessons Identified, Lessons Learned, there was always some picky little complaint, sometimes charged and sometimes "You ought to be thankful that I'm in a good mood".
Our first AMQ at RAF Cottesmore in the early '80s stunk of cigarette smoke so badly that the only disguise was to tear out everything and paint the whole place in gloss. That should have been done before we Marched-In but, no. That stuck all the windows shut. The replacement carpet was a brand new Wilton but, because airmen were not allowed to have fitted carpets, they carefully measured so that it wouldn't fit and then paid a King's ransom to bind the edges.
Shortly after March In at an OMQ in Lyneham, we woke to a crash in the night where the weight of my Nimrod painting had torn a big hole in the wall. As nails were not allowed on March Out, even where the obvious symmetrical position was for the next person to hang a picture, the ensuing holes had been filled with toothpaste and other fillers on each March Out and painted over! We did the same.
In our Laarbruch OMQ, a "rapid reaction force" of gardeners had to come with brushcutters to remove all the overgrowth of bushes and weeds so that the removal team could get to the front door with our furniture!
The frustrations continued at Finningley where we had to fight for an empty OMQ with a gas-fire central heating and double glazing rather than the planned MQ with a coal fire, no central heating and metal windows. Once the MQs were all refurbished, they shut the station!
The crassness and pettiness was obviously an Essential character trait and the po-faced double standards was something that must have been practised in the Family Officer's office before stepping out with a clipboard!