When I t’were a lad, we’d win t’war before it started, lick flight deck clean wi t'tongues before breakfast, spend 70 years in t’military before we could join up and fly, take off before t’runway were built, drop bombs bigger than whar aircraft, get home arter tea and before medals and light webber first time to barbeque reconstituted meat in rain. Tell that t’servicemen of today and they jest wor’nt believe ya!