Watchoutbelow,
"You are allowed to be a grease monkey or cannon fodder infantryman, but not a pilot, that’s reserved for the public school boy, Gin and Tonic drinking chaps!
I tried to get in, even being an instrument rated commercial Helicopter pilot, but no joy".
Wotcher, mate. Shame about you not getting in but I would 'ave to disagree with you on t'entry requirements fur't RAFF. I came from t'poorest family in't street and went t'ert local comprehensive. I gorr'in! First time in me life I'd 'ad a suit. Stayed 'till I'd 'ad enough flyin' for Auntie Betty and now I'm back, shovellin dung, offert'road.
An' wot's more, I only drink Guinness and me Granny's from Waterford.
