In the mid-1960s, as instructors at Church Fenton, a chum and I took a Jet Provost to Kinloss to meet up with two young ladies he knew.
In due course I parked another JP at Exeter for the weekend to attend his wedding (to a different young lady) and met my wife to be.
The Armed Forces Covenant, perhaps then a little understated, seemed so much more genial than it is now.