Smudge, we used to hang off the RAFA club bar together. I sat in the centre seat. On Christmas Day 1984 our whole crew got a "free" call back home from Ethiopia as Archpest had agreed to swing the aerials for us. We were on our way back from Alamata strip and looking forward to dinner at the British Embassy where the Ambassador plied us all with strong drink in an attempt to keep us away from his two very pleasant daughters. Little did he know of the bordello that was going on in his compound buildings. Happy Days.