I'll never forget Chris C, doubling us to the bedding store at Catterick, in No 1's (..
leave after Swinderby
? Bah!), and making us do bunny hops around the airfield with them on our shoulders. Ok, just down the drag alongside the A1 and back, but that was enough. We had 4 VWs by the end of it. If I had the energy to put my hand up and step forward, they'd have had 5.
Ahhh... Sunny, smiling Chris...
We were in NI over Xmas one time and Pre-pre Para was back at Catterick. On Xmas eve at 0400 he took them up on the moor, laid them in a stream in ambush and gave them an early knockoff at 1400... They had to run back to camp so they would warm up... His rationale? The rest of the Sqn. were on Ops - the least they could do was suffer...
I remember passing out parade at Swinditz. We had this little guy, (he wanted to be a FLMech...
), who was so skinny and weak that he could not do a present arms with those nasty wooden gats they used to give you, (his shoulders sagged forwards almost immediately). I was tasked with having him not look like a sack of sh1t. After some thought I scrounged up a wooden coathanger and some old rags and created a camouflaged "support system" in the back of his No. 1 Jacket. It worked rather well...
