chucky, you ought to write a book mate, I just love those stories.
I was with Boris M in Rabaul back in 82 in a F27 on a day when the wind was really blowing.
Now Boris had the habit of shutting down both donks and rolling into the parking bay, landing on 12 the apron is at the other end of the strip and so he just had to make a left turn followed by a right one to park in front of the terminal.
Well this particular day our non reflective marshaller wanted him to park with his arse into wind, something airmanship and Boris didnt agree with, so we roll onto the apron, props spinning down and our little marshaller is determindly facing the other way waiting for us to appear on his right side and enter the apron from the other end,
Only trouble is we are now 10 yds behind him and he still hasnt twigged where we are until finally Boris taps him in the middle of his back with the radome ! Never seen a bloke take off so fast in all my life
