Went through Linton in the very early '80's. Remember Franky the barman and the rest of the gang very well! Our course were the proud possesers of the 'Death Mobile'. A very tasteful Ford Zephyr 6 with delightful air horns, 6ft whiplash aerial and adorned with Russian red stars and, ahem, some acquired bangseat stickers. Harry the Staish banned said motor from base for being unofficer like. So we paid local farmer to have it parked up as a substitute gate guard right at the entrance to the camp. Car was allowed back on base within the week!
I remember 'Goblin' turning up at Valley as the brand new wife of one of the junior course at their meet & greet. She had a great time catching up with old friends!
As has been said above, happy days!
