Dirty minds...
Worst accommodation I experienced was in January '69 at Stanmore Park while on a course at Hatfield, 30 miles away in Hertfordshire. A wooden hut with pot-belly stove - traditional wartime singlies quarters, except there was no coal. We burned all the linoleum, the wooden furniture and the wooden handrails from the covered walkways to the outside ablutions. If we'd stayed any longer, the hut next door would have been next in the pot.
