My first sortie as newly qualified Nimrod QFI was night ccts with a ginger-haired WgCdr about to take over 206Sqn. The CFI is also on-board, so no pressure!
I demo the first cct and in the process pretty much forget to flare, so flustered was I by trying really hard not to look a complete arse in front of all these important people.
We roll from the ensuing crash and as I hand over to the 'stude', he comments "that was pretty rubbish (or words to that effect)". I mumble "yes Sir, it was" and wish the ground would open up.
Round we come for his first attempt, which he promptly tries to bury in the approach end of the runway. I can still hear the grunts of expelled air through gritted teeth from down the back.
Rolling checks, airborne, he hands back control to me, at which point I say " but not as rubbish as that!(or some other words to that effect)" He mumbles back, "Yes Sir"!!!
A thoroughly enjoyable 4 years teaching on the Mighy Rod followed.
Watching the DetCom (KR) get arrested at gunpoint in Elmas as he disembarked from the aircraft was quite funny.
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