I remember long fights with HQ 38 Gp over our white bonedomes, light coloured gloves and the white in our roundels. Sympathetic RAF inbedded in HQ Lisburn sent us several buckets of unauthorised Landrover green paint!
Also refuelling at Ebrington(?) on the Mickey Mouse, the Donald Duck and the Crab - all painted on the refuelling spots.
Then there was Wee Kenny, a mild mannered Highlander who was being irritated by the antics of a short jp in the bar. He obtained a new pint of bitter, and poured it over the head of his little irritant, saying, "That's the best 2 and sixpence I've ever spent." Could that be the origin of the famous call, "Barman, a pint of throwing beer, please."?