In a Herc enroute Muharraq to Changi on the Changi slip. For some reason fuel flow was too high so we changed from Long Range Cruise to High Speed Cruise and diverted to Gan, quick refuel and continued HSC to Changi. As we were being turned round the ground crew were rushing around with transistor radios held to their ears as the module was about to touch down. We listened to events on BBC world service the rest of the way to Changi. The next morning the TV room in the transit mess was packed as every man and his dog was watching the grainey black and white pictures from the Moon.
I can't remember where I was when Kennedy was assasinated, but I'll never forget where I was when Man landed on the Moon.