BEagle wrote:
It didn't look like a fun place......
Some of it was- the black humour and the getting one over on 'them' kept you going. It was a game, or as another poster wrote, a hoop, on the way to what we wanted. The DS had the rulebook, the whistle and the red and yellow cards. Our PTI beasted us yes, but also kept us informed as to how we were doing. FS Hoath really was playing a role- he was a tidy bloke.
Mike Evans was our Flt Cdr, ex Herk nav and STC number 8. When he arrived at 33 a couple of years later, to be a nav/crewman he was fair game. We gave him loads and he took it on the chin. Another tidy bloke.
Means to an end and character building.
CG