......... she would have made every window in the barrack block open if she had ever come on base. Luckily, Mrs MM had been whisked away Mrs Col. and was in a gathering of ladies, probably lining her up for a few positions on the local committees I thought to myself.
I was standing near the food table and the daughter wandered over. She obviously knew we had only just arrived in the village as she asked "My father said you were in the RAF, what did you do ?", to which I replied "I was a Fast Jet pilot", hoping that would impress her. She smiled and to my astonishment said "Oh, that's good, I was hoping you were a pilot and not a Navigator, my father warned me about Navigator's !"
to be continued............................