When I joined the light blue, my father was talking to an ex-RN colleague who said "oh, the Drinking Service!"
It seemed to be SOP, from Day One. And went on forever. And, sadly, still does because it becomes habitual.
I wave no flags, take no moral position, but certainly the 'rhythm of life' through the 60-90s timeline seemed to be that drinking was 'what you do'.
Only ever been unfit for duty once, TBH. Downtown Singapore' late 60s, got back to the Mess around 0600, shower and change, Airfield Inspection and ... 0730 in Local. I thank <insert Deity> that the weather was cr@p, and almost nothing flew that morning, as I sat in Local feeling the hangover evolving. NEVER again - "I learned about Air Trafficking from that".
Last edited by MPN11; 26th Oct 2013 at 19:15.