Nothing mysterious at all about Bridgenorth in October 1960. (apart from why they might have let me loose with a Lee-Enfield, as well as a Bren. I would be hard pressed to field strip a Bren now without a bit of guidance.
The only aircraft in evidence was a rather sad looking Spitfire on the edge of the parade ground to remind us which service we were in. The last few RAF National Service entry were mixed in with those of us silly enough (too young for the call-up) to want to be there.
Air Radar at Yatesbury was much more entertaining, although the wooden huts were equally draughty, and not quite so well polished.