My favorite (possibly apocryphal) landing-out story was related to me by an old RAF buddy a good few years back.
Apparently (allegedly) a glider landed at RAF Syerston, which is (was?) an Air Cadet-operated field.
Well, the young RAFVR Pilot Officer really laid into the pilot of the civilian registered sailplane. When he eventually paused for breath the elderly glider pilot replied "I really am very sorry about all this - and we haven't even been introduced. My name is Air Vice-Marshal XXX (I forget) - shall we start again?"
I don't know if its true - but I really hope it is!