Ooh, my first post, wish me luck!
RAF Thorney Island mid 70's, as a young impressionable airman I am amazed at the liberties that one of the older SAC's (lets call him Jones) takes with the section F/Sgt. It culminates in a request to go to the bank one Friday lunchtime, which is granted. That afternoon SAC Jones is nowhere to be found. Monday morning the F/Sgt wanders in "Jones where the F**k were you on Friday afternoon?" "I went to the bank Flight, as you said I could" "all afternoon?" Deadpan reply "me bank's in Bristol flight"