Between leaving school and joining the RAF I had a summer job working for Harry Carrass (is that how one spells it?) Catering driving a van putting the catering on Autair’s aeroplanes.
I remember sitting waiting for the arrival of G-ALZS to de-cater it and to take the bar back to customs.
I also remember there being no casualties until they were all back in the terminal building, and it was then reported that someone stood up, called for quiet, and asked all present to;
‘thank the good Lord for our deliverance from harm’
At which point a couple of the ladies fainted and needed medical attention.
All the temps working for Harry got the sack at the end of the summer season, but for a least a couple of months it was very ‘interesting’. How I remember the parties and the egg fights at 2am!
It even got me a ride in the back of one of the Heralds when Hazelden gave one of the pilots what I now know was a base check.
How times have changed!