RAF Deci, the pimple of Italy,
Tasked to go out and defuel Hotel so the Armourers with their manual crux bars can remove the droptanks off the Mighty Jag, Job done, and out go the armourers to remove the tanks for the fun and games..... almighty bang as they decrux the tank and it hits the ground at warp factor 9 splitting open and disgorging its full contents all over the apron......
One Irate Armourer Chief suddenly in front of my face after passing through the sound barrier when he sees my location, wh"*&!)*$*"()( F(£*"$ you ")$*$! told you to defuel Hotel "(£$**&$&% etc etc etc... Not a happy chappie
"I did" I replied, "but why are you are taking the tanks of Juliet?, that is full"!
And then it sunk in...
