Wrongly Accused
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First involvement with them 76 when WRAF dissapeared leaving everything in room, nationwide search, on news, bus driver saw her, train driver saw her blah blah blah, we searched all of Saints, and i mean all, hangar roofs, complete airfield, drains, heating ducts etc..... eventually found shacked up in some airman's room.
2nd time Germany, seat drogue chute found disconnected on Wing Co's jet, everyone interviewed, never resolved and to be honest I couldn't see anyone on the Squadron doing it. I think it had been missed in the bay.
3rd time Germany, the missing Bayonet that wasn't.
4th time Germany, when the Police block behind ours burnt down while we were partying next door.
5th time Leaving Germany..
2nd time Germany, seat drogue chute found disconnected on Wing Co's jet, everyone interviewed, never resolved and to be honest I couldn't see anyone on the Squadron doing it. I think it had been missed in the bay.
3rd time Germany, the missing Bayonet that wasn't.
4th time Germany, when the Police block behind ours burnt down while we were partying next door.
5th time Leaving Germany..
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Plods & SIB
I had a run in at Wildenrath late 60's with the RAF plods & SIB, accused of trading my fuel coupons at a local garage (Willy Ottens) for spotlamps, spares etc, I got the heavy treatment, end of career, Colchester, send wife & children home, consficate car etc, etc, if only they had checked, I was in the UK on leave at time of said offences, not even my fuel coupons, signature on them quite clearly another airman who had long gone , never did hear the outcome but again never got any apology, I lived in quarters & had an RAF plod in the same block I still think it was him , just sheer vindictiveness as he was a right nasty piece of work who we all tended to ignore, shame as his wife was a lovely lady, if you are out there FRED you know it will come back to haunt you !!!! Paul H.
In a warm and wet location ‘out east’, we were allowed recreation runs to the local town. The basics were a J2 minibus or LWB landrover took a group of mates into town and the driver had to be a non-drinker for the evening, an arrangement that worked well.
On the evening in question, I was the driver (and at that time a Fg Off) and we were a mixed group of officers and SNCOs in the vehicle. We went for a Chinese meal and duly set off back to camp, having had an enjoyable evening all round.
As I drove along a particular road, an RMP landrover from the garrison police went the other way and I thought no more about it until we pulled up at the Sgts Mess to drop off the NCOs. You guessed it – the RMP landrover pulled in behind me and a police NCO appeared at the driver’s door. The exchange which followed went something like this.
RMP Corporal: “You were speeding and driving recklessly and I’m charging you”.
Me: “I don’t think I was doing either Corporal and it would have been difficult for you to have gained a reliable idea of my vehicle’s speed, when travelling in the opposite direction”.
RMP Corporal: “Right, get out the vehicle, I’m arresting you for speeding, reckless driving and insubordination to an NCO”.
Voice from rear of the vehicle (actually Flight Lieutenant DFM and now admin officer): “Corporal, before you make a complete arse of yourself, get him (me) to show you his 1250” (RAF identity card).
RMP Corporal: “Show me your ID and work ticket” (latter is army phrase for RAF Form 658).
Both duly produced, followed by moment’s silence, followed by rather sheepish: “I shall have to report this to my superiors, Sir, for their decision on what action to take, Sir, goodnight Sir”. Impeccable salute follows and RMP disappears into the night.
It’s now about 46 years ago and I still haven’t heard anything – perhaps I’ve got away with it! But then, the Corporal had no powers of arrest over me unless I was involved in an affray or he was under the orders of a provost officer.
Old Duffer
On the evening in question, I was the driver (and at that time a Fg Off) and we were a mixed group of officers and SNCOs in the vehicle. We went for a Chinese meal and duly set off back to camp, having had an enjoyable evening all round.
As I drove along a particular road, an RMP landrover from the garrison police went the other way and I thought no more about it until we pulled up at the Sgts Mess to drop off the NCOs. You guessed it – the RMP landrover pulled in behind me and a police NCO appeared at the driver’s door. The exchange which followed went something like this.
RMP Corporal: “You were speeding and driving recklessly and I’m charging you”.
Me: “I don’t think I was doing either Corporal and it would have been difficult for you to have gained a reliable idea of my vehicle’s speed, when travelling in the opposite direction”.
RMP Corporal: “Right, get out the vehicle, I’m arresting you for speeding, reckless driving and insubordination to an NCO”.
Voice from rear of the vehicle (actually Flight Lieutenant DFM and now admin officer): “Corporal, before you make a complete arse of yourself, get him (me) to show you his 1250” (RAF identity card).
RMP Corporal: “Show me your ID and work ticket” (latter is army phrase for RAF Form 658).
Both duly produced, followed by moment’s silence, followed by rather sheepish: “I shall have to report this to my superiors, Sir, for their decision on what action to take, Sir, goodnight Sir”. Impeccable salute follows and RMP disappears into the night.
It’s now about 46 years ago and I still haven’t heard anything – perhaps I’ve got away with it! But then, the Corporal had no powers of arrest over me unless I was involved in an affray or he was under the orders of a provost officer.
Old Duffer
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Plods
It was unkind of us and it was schoolboy humour but it was considered a hugely funny thing to do at Bruggen in the 1980s...
When challenged by dog handlers to show our ID, the F1250 would be shown to the dog...
When challenged by dog handlers to show our ID, the F1250 would be shown to the dog...
Taking a chance weren't you, M R? He might have released his handler...
Hat, Coat, I know the way thanks.
Hat, Coat, I know the way thanks.
During Film Nights on Gan in the '60s, the show would start with a short test clip to 'tune in' the projector. The clip was of an RAF Police dog and its handler.
As soon as it came on there would be a chorus of yells: 'Spot the dog', to which the response was; 'On the right'!
As soon as it came on there would be a chorus of yells: 'Spot the dog', to which the response was; 'On the right'!
I don't own this space under my name. I should have leased it while I still could
In 70s in Masirah there were film nights in one of the huts run by those stalwart boys with the white hats.
I was told about one film (honest I wasn't there) on two matelots on a settee with a young (well not that young - well not even mistakenly young) with one matelot trying the do the bizz, before Viagra for you young 'uns. The other matelot, much younger, looks to see what is happening, then leans the other way, over the side of the settee and up chucks.
Class.
The décor was unmistakably Maltese as was the not so young lady (I was told).
I was told about one film (honest I wasn't there) on two matelots on a settee with a young (well not that young - well not even mistakenly young) with one matelot trying the do the bizz, before Viagra for you young 'uns. The other matelot, much younger, looks to see what is happening, then leans the other way, over the side of the settee and up chucks.
Class.
The décor was unmistakably Maltese as was the not so young lady (I was told).
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