For a visiting Kiwi, and RNZAF Rtd, the RAF Club was very handy and I've stayed there on the odd occasion, but the last time I sought a booking it was declined by some snotty sheila; no reason given!
I should perhaps add, that one of my more memorable occasions occurred in the RAF Club.On a visit to the UK a few years ago, I arrived back at the club and took the lift which happened to full of somewhat elderly gentlemen in dinner jackets covered in lots of medals!
I gave my usual affable "G'day", and one of these gentlemen said; "Ah, a Kiwi eh, you'll know Alan Deere then"?
I pointed out that while many of my , post-war, generation would certainly know of Alan Deere, and I had in fact a treasured copy of his "Nine Lives", few of us would ever have had the opportunity to meet him.
'Right" he said," we can fix that", and I was ushered along to meet the man in question. I must admit I was a bit stunned to be standing chatting to one of my real heroes. A very modest man as I recall.