We agreed with a B-52 captain and his BN that UK hono(u)r would only be satisfied by the 'donation' of a suitable 'gizzit' - so one of those very posh Stars and Stripes jobs, complete with gold tassels and cords, mounted on a pole stuck up a golden duck's arse, found its way into the unsuspecting DetCo's golf bag, which we were taking back to the UK in our mighty Tin Triangle. But we had to assure the Buff chums that Old Glory would be treated respectfully.
And so it was.....until it was auctioned off at the 35 Sqn disbandment dinner at RAF Scampton some years late and £25 went into the bar kitty
However, I hope whoever it was who was responsible for the sports day flag cock-up will at least have apologised with all sincerity.
Pot, kettle, black or what? Hypocrisy on a grand scale!