Even the Ground Crew turned their noses up at them
Except for one. We had an LAC on Line Servicing Squadron at Brize Norton ('71-'74) who turned up to every arrival on his bicycle and, as soon as the crew departed, would raid the galleys and put anything he found in the bicycle pannier. This was how he fed his family. I shudder to think what his wife and family made of their rations.
