Late '80's Harrier deployments were all termed Exercise H.... F..... , for instance Hard Frost.
It was during Horrendous Farce that I was quietly settling in to my pup tent for the night, whittling something from solid, listening to the hairy pigs snuffling round the mess tent when a Landy approached the site with lights on full beam. As it swept round the site hides were lit up, bomb stacks illuminated, and fuel bunds washed with light.
"TURN THOSE LIGHTS OFF!" was yelled from the OC's pitch
The Landy continued its path around the site
"TURN THOSE RUDDY LIGHTS OFF!" Yelled the OC now sprinting towards the Landy.
The hide was plunged into darkness.
Spudoooosh!!!!!
"TURN THOSE BLASTED LIGHTS ON NOW!"
The MT driver obeyed and lit up the disturbing sight of the OC in the slop trench behind the mess tent, up to his medals in cold beans and bacon fat.
The Land Rover and driver escaped in the ensuing laughter and despite an APB across the Sennelager ranges was never found. End Ex