Sending in the dogs doesn't always work...

At some POW camp in the war, the Russian prisoners in one particular hut were having a riot. Rather than risk any of his men, the German commander instructed that the dogs should be sent in.

3 rather unpleasant Alsatians were bundled through the door. Much woofing and yelling followed, then a couple of yelps before one came racing out with its tail between it legs and eyes bulging in fright.

Its colleagues were the first fresh meat the Russians had received since they'd been there...

There was a time along while ago when I came to believe that Orderly anything was handed out as a virtual "Jankers" for junior officers and NCO's. Is this still the case?

MPN, we once awarded a very useful but potentially arguably punishment which ended with 3 week's nights for the miscreant.

He, a rather large lad, had engaged with a diminutive MT driver. The latter was given a period of detention thus depriving MT of a driver and increasing the workload on the others. Our man was awarded forfeit of pay - about one month's worth.

As he was now distinctly short of cash it was suggesting that he might like to volunteer for the night shift for 3 weeks of a paper exercise. He did a good job, subsequently worked for Pitchfork and got an exceptional report and last i saw, a few years later, a big grin and cpls tapes.

Formerly an RN aerodrome, the layout of RAF Brawdy was such that the only OMQs on base were for the Stn Cdr and other Execs.

So when the problem of Christmas Day SDO cropped up one year, the Stn Cdr announced that he would do Christmas Day SDO and was sure that his Execs would volunteer for Christmas Eve and Boxing Day.

A really nice chap and his generous gesture was much appreciated.

I've known quite a few Stn Cdrs do that in the last couple of decades, one even brought sherry and mince pies into the guard force when I was Gd Cdr over Christmas

A friend of mine was duty NORMAR controller at Pitreavie Castle one Christmas. FOSNI came down bearing Sherry with his ADC bearing mince pies. They brought AOSNI, an ex -201 Sqn CO, now 2*, who brought himself, obviously dragged out by the Admiral.

On one (to remain nameless!) Station I was once on, Staish and Execs actually manned the gate for a couple of hours on Christmas Day so the guards could get a Christmas lunch at home.

Reinforced by OC Police and/or OC Rocks to ensure someone (of less than Wg Cdr rank) was present who could be trusted with a live weapon.......:eek:

DODGYOLDFART https://www.pprune.org/images/buttons/viewpost.gif. (#62),Sure was in 1954 !

As I posted on the other thread (the one that I think prompted the beginning of this one) an officer of equal rank to mine (OC General Duties Flt) awarded me "Jankers" of a week's OO for me having the temerity to escape from the station early by being posted. IIRC, I did none of them.

At one Station, the defaulters were no longer obliged to parade in No 1 uniform but could use their No2. However, the OO still had to wear No1s. In effect, it was the OO who had to make himself presentable rather than those under punishment!

And rightly so, IMO! :)

We had an airman who was always missing the bus for the Morning shift at Strubby. At interview with D/SATCO, he blamed insomnia and difficulty waking up. The solution was to put him on the [later start] Day shift, unless there was Night Flying ... where he would then have the afternoon and the subsequent morning off. Af the FlyPro was somewhat variable, said airman never knew what shift he as on from one day to the next. After a couple of weeks he claimed he was cured and asked to be allowed to try again.

I remember dropping the Ensign at ISK during a blizzard, I pulled the rope and it was stuck, pulled a bit harder, then a lot harder and the rope gave, along with a lump of ice the size of a football, which was heading straight for my location, i neatly stepped to one side and it smashed into the ground next to me. I thought "that was close" and carried on. As i about turned, the Orderly Officer was grinning from ear to ear. The Staish was right behind him also grinning from ear to ear, they were both pilot's I knew well from their visits to the simulator where the simulated ATC service we provided, often added to the problems they already had. I remain unconvinced to this day that one or both of them had not spotted the ice, despite their pleas to the contrary. Happy days.

Visiting Lyneham (can’t think why) late one evening and a well-known NZ Flt Lt was SDO, as he often was for weeks at a time, apparently. At 2259 and 59 secs the bar shutters are unceremoniously dropped without any request for last orders.
Me: “That’s a bit rude”.
SDO: “Don’t worry, we’ll go fishing when the bar-steward has buggered off, I did learn something at Binbrook”.
So we did for an hour or two.

I (much) later heard that NZ Flt Lt was Wg Cdr Ops. At Lyneham.

As OO, staying at home 6:miles off base, I would put my rain coat on over a comfy sweater and No2 trousers, drive in, do the necessary, and drive home.

Bloody scruffy aircrew. Say no more. :D

RAF Odiham and a well known rock ape, nice as pie when sober but could swing the other way when not, OS called out to a rumpus at the NAAF 1, turns up and hearing who and what, decides to wait outside, RAF plod turns up and asks what's happening, OS tells him he is finishing his game of pool and will be right out.. Duty Plod not having that goes in and clears the pool table........ probably by a few inches as he recieves the pool cue at full swing, Duty Plod carried out on stretcher, Rock comes out having finished the game and walks back to Guardroom with the OS.

What an appalling admission of idleness! I was always taught that you should imagine how you would pass scrutiny if the defaulter was inspecting you! So, well-pressed No 1 HD, polished OP shoes and your best SD cap were de rigueur - and you arrived at the Guardroom at exactly the appointed hour to the second!

Chap at RAF Halton on OCpl for week, his offence, he had a class of all female trainees, a rarity and had them doing sit ups etc, he had them on their backs and legs raised with hands behind their heads doing tummy tucks when he walked down the line pointing and going haircut.... haircut... etc,