Hope I haven't already posted this...
Recruit training, Swinditz,1979. Aircrew Cadet Golf is senior man of number 8 flight. We're about 2 weeks in, everyone can march ish. Recruits were not allowed to march across the main road that cut the camp in half without their NCOs directing them.
Sgt Robertson: "You, Aerocrat, march the flight over to point x, where i will meet you in y minutes. Why are you still here?"
Sarge appears as arranged, and aks casually, "Any issues?"
Me: "No Sergeant, but I did get stopped by an old guy carrying a walking stick with a silver knob on the end. He wanted to know your name and where you were. Dunno why. But he just said carry on, so I did."
Sgt R, blanches visibly before tutoring me as to who and what a SWOman is!
CG