Pull up a sandbag ~ "I remember when..
 

.. you used to get 4 travel warrants a year."

Next!

MT was blue, with F/11 on the front.:)

I remember when the RAF had more aircraft than Air Marshals....

....and 'biz-speak' hadn't been invented!

Nah, your head was smaller, is all.:)

Spartan was a rank, not a tank.

And when you could draw £50 out on your 1250 (Lloyds, Abingdon, Summer of '83).

Nope, only what appears to be a First Aid Box.

The Mess bar was full with people having a couple of pints at lunch time.

Every radar site crewroom was full of pissed off ex-V force and Brittania crew, ashtrays and cigarette smoke - and if you didn't play bridge you got stuck in the ops room.

Politicians were admired and trusted............:confused:






OK, perhaps not, it was just a dream.,

When Y-fronts lasted for so long it was embarrassing.......

...there was twice as many people in the RAF as there is now!

There were 4 times as many people in the RAF as there are now.

Dog poo was white and crumbly.

Cross-country mil phonecalls were frequently interrupted by some old battleaxe at 'Central' or 'Rothwell Haig' bellowing "Are you working?" every time you pasued for breath....

eggshells were generally white!!!
you'd see another Albert when taxiing in at Gander and pray Stan-evil were not in town!!!

Later..MOG:cool:

You could go and watch jets at Coltishall, Alconbury, Bentwaters, Sculthorpe, Woodbridge, Honington, Wattisham, Brawdy, Chivenor, Wyton................

When engine technicians still had pistons as a Q annotation
When there were no such things as Q annotations
When RAF was written R.A.F.
When direction signs to RAF bases (stations) had red white and blue backgrounds
When railway warrants were green
When 1250s were laminated blue cards
When "hairy" No 1s were still issued to Boy Entrants/Apprentices
When the RAF still had Boy Entrants and Apprentices
When Cardington was still the Youth Selection Centre

and.... OK

When the Tornado was first introduced at Honington (and yer couldn't get near it 'cos it was SO secret!)

1963-1993

MRCA was the bees knees........ and the EAP was to die for.:8

You could go to the pub for a pint or two in uniform and get a blue light taxi home

.... and that concludes the Fido memorial lecture for this year from the Turdmeister

Someone (sorry, but I've forgotten who you are and I can't be arsed to go back and check because my puter is running slow at the moment) said;Wagon Wheels? What about Cadbury Creme Eggs?!:sad:

Some of the JPs were still getting free milk when I left as I recall too.

Anyway. I remember when..

You could get a shag simply by being on GDT (sorry chaps, but its true.. we took your women and deep down, thats why you hate us)
You had pay parades and it was still exciting to wonder what you'd get paid.
The highlight of most weeks on ops overseas was getting the weekly BFBS video box.
The Rag and Oil Company still baked compo bread with the day of the week on it.
You could count the amount of times you had seen the wheel reinvented by young officers, on the fingers of one hand.
NMS was still a nasty rumour.
Being caught in the WRAF Block was almost worth it.
NBC smocks had seperate and velcro attachable hoods.
You had to press puttees.
You could hitch hike in uniform.

They issued underpants

and there were pale blue aircrew ones too, with rubber buttons

Flying suits were blue and had buttons to close the pockets.

YS