Date: June 1985
Venue: The Shed, RAF as far south as were going to get (Unless there's a war in Antartica)
Instead of the usual 2 or 3 old salts being seen off, this was the Gozzome do for a whole ship full of people (Keren voyage 24 south....IIRC)
Everyone in the Shed was going home, what a buzz when you walked in the door. Much spewies was consumed, the urinals in the ISO container took a beating and were a bit ripe!( I seem to remember the lighting left a bit to be desired) Didn't manage to walk out at the end, was put to bed in a disgraceful state.
Next morning, No apologies, no interviews without coffee. We had character then!
Or.....
Date: Mar 2000
Venue: Clusters, APOD Kosovo
Post rugby match (versus 7th armoured) beer is flowing, the two can rule is a vague memory. Everyone is getting happy. A shout of "Naked Bar" goes up....who are we to refuse such offers?. Sex Bomb by Tom Jones comes on , we sing with such gusto, the roof comes off the bar....... and right then the next door neighbours (former cold war "Red" forces) decide to get rid of their ill gotten CS gas stocks by burning it.
The prevailing wind being what it was.....well, we really were incapable!
Next morning.......apoplexy! Wouldn't have missed it for the world
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