Some years ago, the captain and navigator, a couple of ageing lotharios of the VC10 world, were staying in the same hotel as a ba crew. Fancying their chances, they spotted the ba captain and announced that they were having a room party, to which the ba crew were welcome. "....and bring the cabin crew as well"......
The party was going well, but the two lounge lizards were being rather restrained, so that they wouldn't appear uncouth in front of the ba crew. Who hadn't yet turned up. Then there was a knock on the door and a couple of gel-haired cabin crew in tight shirts and leather trousers appeared. "Ooh, is this the party room? Hello, dears, I'm Nigel and this is my friend Justin".
Whereupon most of the Vc10 crew necked their drinks and made their excuses. As he left the Air Engineer (it
had to be!) called out in a loud voice "Don't fancy yours much, Captain!".....
Mind you, I do recall a
much more interesting encounter with a ba TriShaw crew in Bermuda....
