Danny,
Your story of the Order of the Irremovable Digit reminds me of an occasion when on a night nav exercise in an Anson with two pupil navigaters when the port engine caught fire. We were steadily losing height and the Polish pilot made a bale out call. The two pupils one of whom should have jettisoned the door of the aircraft shot past me to pick up their chutes which were lying at the back and sat down again. Luclily the pilot spotted an airfield ahead and we managed to land on one engine at Syerston.