Up until recently, after the balloons left Weston-on-the-Green, baby meatbombs hurled themselves out of a Short Skyvan ('Shed') operated by Hunting Aviation.
So much so, that the MoD started running out of hours left in the contract. "No matter", thought some Big Cheese, "We can use our abundant supply of Herks instead. Lots of them sitting around at Lyneham - I've seen them in pictures. So we won't renew the contract, we'll do it ourselves and save money. And get me promoted......"
Only one slight flaw with that plan...
....it was bolleaux. Because there are barely enough Herks to do what Bliar's Asian adventurism requires of them, let alone to spare for training baby meatbombs.