Another Xmas Tree
Dec 92 or 3, can't remember these days. Tasked to fly senior chaplain for the day to greet the troops as they are picked up out of the field. Nice chap, quiet as a mouse and didn't bother us all day.
So quiet in fact the front end forgot he was there and decided to aquire 72's Xmas tree on the way home.
Dispatch plucky crewman of short stature with fire axe and he disappears for a considerable time before staggering back pulling a tree fit for Trafalgar Square. Having forced it in through the door and all the way back into the tail boom he squeezes in and plugs back in.
Conversation as follows:
Stupid. Hey xxxxxxx, I know you're a short arse but you didn't have steal such a sodding great tree.
xxxxxxx. I might be a f'ing dwarf but I've got a hugh c***.
Polite cough over the intercom
Pause
xxxxxxx. ooops, sorry Bish
After a quiet trip home he thanked us for an interesting day out; great tree though.