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Per Ardua Ad Astra
One night at RAF Wattisham, I was fast asleep all warm and snuggley, when I was shaken awake by one of the section SNCO's telling me to put on my best blue uniform with my number one hat and telling to to "hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!" I staggered out of bed dragged on my best blue and big hat, staggered outside where a black staff car was parked, the SNCO climbed in the passenger seat and I was told to get in and drive to the main gate where we are to meet a limo and escort it to the dispersal of one of the hangers. A Daimler limo pulled up at the main gate, the driver flashed his headlights and away we went at a stately 20 MPH, at the dispersal where there was a small passenger jet parked. I pulled to the side and stopped, curious to see who would get out of the limo, when out climbs Prince Charles. I somewhat annoyed, turned to the SNCO beside me and said, "You dragged me out of my nice warm bed at 3am for that pillock????"
I was not a happy bunny.:x
I was not a happy bunny.:x