It was either Alice or Byron who at some time between the late 80s-early 90s, made a point of bringing a tray of tea and biccies out to the Chinook, while the tatties and slabs were being offloaded. It was a nice touch. It was unfortunate however, when I had just received the tray and placed it on the jump seat, that the L/H seat (perhaps in desperate need of a piss) casually reached across and released the jump seat, sending the whole lot crashing to the floor/centre console (aircraft turning and burning). I'm pretty sure that it was you Mal, though much alcohol has muddled the brain since.
Bloody hard work, but very happy days.
Last edited by talk_shy_tall_knight; 25th Nov 2009 at 11:39.