Your genuine reminiscences will be most welcome - and a blessed relief from a lot of the doom and gloom posted by keyboard warriors these days on PPRuNe!
We had a MetO at RAFC Cranwell in 1975 who briefed vile weather one Autumn night when the Dominie squadron was due to fly. So they stacked to the bar. On re-emerging some hours later, they were surprised by a totally clear sky and lots of stars. The next day their somewhat enraged boss went to see the MetO, who meekly advised "Sorry about that - I misplotted my tephigram".
It was another 2 weeks before conditions were again suitable for night astro!
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