BigonaBianchi
Yes I can, Yes I am, Yes I did...Repeat.
- Location
- Iskele TRNC & Mordor UK
Ex CCF... bit hush hush actually
Ex Forces??
- Thread starter Chrisz
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Her Majesty's RAF, '76 to '85 as a Plumber on Harriers and Phantoms.
Sad to say that I still remember my service number and use it to log on this forum!
Would the last person to leave please close the hangar doors?
Stories? There was the time that me and a few fellow plumbers flew out to Belize on a VC10 full of 1,000lb bombs, just 12 passenger seats left in. A good time to give up smoking.
What I particularly remember is the service slang, probably dating from the days of the Empire. I still use a few snippets at work just to wind people up!
Sad to say that I still remember my service number and use it to log on this forum!
Would the last person to leave please close the hangar doors?
Stories? There was the time that me and a few fellow plumbers flew out to Belize on a VC10 full of 1,000lb bombs, just 12 passenger seats left in. A good time to give up smoking.
What I particularly remember is the service slang, probably dating from the days of the Empire. I still use a few snippets at work just to wind people up!
Twenty Inch
Guru
- Location
- Behind a desk
Ex-squaddie, short and inglorious career in RIR and Rowallan Co, after which I was goonered from RMAS, thank goodness, I'd have been a terrible Rodney.
derall
Guru
- Location
- Home Counties
User76 said:let me tell you about the time we blew up a shed full of lambing ewes near Shrewton
Reminds me of the time...
Flock of sheep wandered onto the 2km range at Garelochhead during the lunch break. Then I resumed practice with the SF-Jimpy.
BigonaBianchi
Yes I can, Yes I am, Yes I did...Repeat.
- Location
- Iskele TRNC & Mordor UK
Yes. It's a well kept secret these days that ypou can actually have some serious FUN in the CCF.
I remember great fun being had on Penhale sands camping out, war exercises, night ambushes etc...brilliant...then there was the ascent of Scafell pike and great Gable, less fun but charachter making...we spent a week at crowborough barracks on assault courses and orienteering hikes ..fired live ammunition learnt how to strip down clean and re build a bren gun, self reliance, all good stuff for a teenage lad...I'd do it all again if I could...erm...except the 3am 5 mile march and shoots with full pack and rifles
gbb
Squire
- Location
- Peterborough
My uncles favourite story(that i remember anyway)....
He was a crew chief on Vulcan bombers. They went to the States for a joint excercise...which included low level bombing runs ( a bit of a competition).
He told us, as you flew in below radar level (low)..the buffeting the plane was subject to almost shook your teeth out. It was the scariest thing he'd ever done. He swore he thought the plane would shake itself to pieces
My dads funniest was at the end of his career in a training squadron (bit of a come down after working on Vulcans). One training pilot was always giving the cadets hell, looping and turning the aircraft violently..showing off to the cadets.
Dad watched him one day over the airfield...going like billy with some poor sap in the back.
All of a sudden..the plane made straight for the runway
He landed...threw the cockpit back violently...strutted off toward the buildings, face purple with rage...with puke all over the back of his neck
The poor boy had tried to tell him..but no, he kept going, till a jet of puke went staight down his neck
He was a crew chief on Vulcan bombers. They went to the States for a joint excercise...which included low level bombing runs ( a bit of a competition).
He told us, as you flew in below radar level (low)..the buffeting the plane was subject to almost shook your teeth out
. It was the scariest thing he'd ever done. He swore he thought the plane would shake itself to pieces My dads funniest was at the end of his career in a training squadron (bit of a come down after working on Vulcans). One training pilot was always giving the cadets hell, looping and turning the aircraft violently..showing off to the cadets.
Dad watched him one day over the airfield...going like billy with some poor sap in the back.
All of a sudden..the plane made straight for the runway
He landed...threw the cockpit back violently...strutted off toward the buildings, face purple with rage...with puke all over the back of his neck
The poor boy had tried to tell him..but no, he kept going, till a jet of puke went staight down his neck
spandex
I love Dr D
So what dose CCF, DD and OTC mean?
, looks like Chrisz is the only other sane person on here.
BigonaBianchi said:Yes. It's a well kept secret these days that ypou can actually have some serious FUN in the CCF.
the 3am 5 mile march and shoots with full pack and rifles
Our three have great memories of CCF and would do it all again. DD was rather good at steam march and shoot at school but found it more of a challenge on OTC weekends as she had to run to keep up with the men who were just walking fast! DS1 loved all the orienteering exercises and, because he was light, was often the casualty who got carried everywhere! It was all great training and useful experience.
