Interestingly there has been no mention of the Vulcan B2's with 230 OCU B Sqdn at Finningley. I have distinct memories of doing twelve on, twelve off, shifts in a caravan out on the airfield -QRA or ORP not sure. If the intent of a Mickey Finn was to launch everything, then it meant everything.
Equally vivid is the memory of the Duty Officer being firmly directed away by the SWO from our table in the mess at breakfast. Unshaven, torn anoraks, big wet-weather boots and rolled down thick white socks, navy-style blue sweaters, etc. these were not recognised dress for the start of a new day. Couple that with a group of very pissed-off guys who had been up all night and an insurrection was easily on the cards.