When officers contented themselves with saying 'Yes' instead of 'Absolutely'.
When the attendees on a stn execs GDT course would actually believe you when you told them that CS had been banned for H&S reasons and had now been replaced with a locally purchased lemon and jasmine room spray.
When secondary duties were exactly that.
When you could sleep off an hangover by inspecting the camnet score.
When sqn cmdrs inspected accomadation and when we had bullnights and when mingers were given a regimental bath.
When the duty officer actually checked the JRM.
When Chris at RAF Benson served me Beef Wellington, my finest ever service meal.
When we had a stn library to go to.
When Sponge put Fullers Earth on the upper blades of my roof mounted room fan, and the stn cmdr decided to check it by switching it on. Standing underneath it.
When the ME had 'no NBC' threat.