RAF Marham, mid seventies. It was decided from on high that the 55 Squadron SNCOs were to form a separate flight on the AOCs parade. Come practice day the SWO had chalked three sets of lines on the dispersal to make it obvious to us participants that on the ‘right dress’ we would be given a bit of help.
So on the order ‘right dress we all shuffled into position and got ourselves all lined up.
The SWO then wandered down the line to check on our dressing.
Stopping behind me he asked that I get my toes on the line to match everyone else.
When I pointed out to him that my feet were quite short and all around me had big feet and therefore it would be better if we all placed our heels on the line, the titters from the assembled caused him to have a hissy fit.
I missed the next practice parade by being on a standby duty, but the assembled did say that he spent a long time looking for me.
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