Neptunus, I was one of the unfortunates crammed into the Honington Orlits in 1976. Miserable little dog kennels in which I had to keep myself and all my worldly possessions (apart from my car....).
One beanstealer lived at RAF Wittering and would vacate his splendid room in the OM in time to drive 70 miles to Wittering's Happy Hour on Fridays.
Fortunately I did eventually move in to the main OM - but for only a few weeks before my pre-Vulcan Buccaneer course came to its ultimate conclusion.