The worst thing I ever ate in the service was the breakfast bacon at Valley, it tasted like kippers, and the best was in Seletar airmens mess in the 60s, spoilt for choice and wonderful grub!
As for boxes of despair, I never had a problem clearing them up, nor the currys made up from the Rat Packs by the Gurkhas, but babies heads ................. drool!
I forgot to mention the egg banjos and Milo served at Pops tent at Kuching!
Feeling old going to bed!
