I was unfortunate to witness a pair of nosewheels leave the ground once.
Trouble was the "cab"
was going backwards at the time attached to a towing arm ensemble....
TF I was only a visitor so was able to bravely run away when all the shouting started [such
terrible words from the previously mild mannered sqn WO, we had only just "met" that morning] : never really liked the place after that, even the sight of lumpy jumpers seductively slipping into their issue wellingtons in the airmans mess for the swift wade to their accommodation failed to make the appropriate impression...
..speaking of impressions; this was the age where the
MASTER stayed in one location, ie no
MASTER trolley and the jet came to it.
We "visitors"were to carry out yet another
ing
MASTER as the sqn bods were too busy eating the T -bar out of buns, when one sharp sighted airman says, hey glad, that wasn't yesterday; and neither it was, a perfect impression of the front of a LR defender in the annex wall next to the bowser door!!
Happy days..