Banter can be dangerous when deployed in the wrong place.
The year is Nineteen Canteen. Outside the back door of Block 2, 3A Wing, Squadron Leader Sills is checking the preparations for CO's Inspection. He opens a dustbin lid and peers inside:
Aircraft Apprentice Jock "Sunderland" (you know who you are...) "Hungry Sir?"
The answer came later that same day.
Squadron Leader Sills to A/A Jock "Sunderland" (who is now on gardening duty while the rest of us are ready for the Saturday get-away.)
"... and I don't want to see a single weed in that flower bed when I return!"
Later still. Squadron Leader Sills returns.
"No more weeds left Sir!"
The garden is bare. Like a Japanese zen creation, nothing but well raked fine soil can be seen along the whole front of the building.
Last edited by Blacksheep; 12th Jul 2011 at 12:39.