Regarding the late Harry Davis (AKA B**** Harry).
At one time during the early 70s on A-line, GEs were employed in their main trade on a particular shift when not on route, leave, stand-down after a trip, etc. One Saturday morning, HD should have reported on shift for weekend working. However, by around 0900, no sign of HD - and we were short of engine tradesmen. The shift controller, a Flt Sgt renowned for his colourful (and sometime disrespectful) language, tossed the keys of the Land Rover to one of the lads and told him to nip across to AMQ at Number XX, Melsome Road, give HD the Flt Sgt's compliments and invite him to get his b**** a$$ into work ASAP!
On another occasion, one of lads excitedly pointed out of the office window shouting, "Look! B**** H**** has been run over!". Lying flat on the taxyway outside J3 Hangar was a black anti-kerosene suit.
A colourful character (in more than one way).
R.I.P. Harry.