I'm sure he gave you plenty of opportunity to make up for it SS. How many extras?
I was at Deathmold too in 1981 and whilst on stag one evening and desperate for a pee I walked over to a Lynx and relieved myself out of view of anyone who might watching from the offices. Might have had a bit of flatulence too. Anyhow after zipping myself up and walking away the cabin door lid open and out stepped my Flight Commander and a young lady who he had been 'entertaining' therein.
Anyhow - I digress. My favourite moment is undoubtedly finally climbing out of the thing after 6 hours IMC in a goon suit.