There's a new erk on the dispersal and I get the job of showing him round the Lincoln on a need to know basis. Its a cold day and as the NAAFI wagon had been, we take our coffee and wads up into the nose of the plane out of the wind. We settle down and I carry on my chat. Break over, we tidy up and before I can stop him the new lad throws his coffee dregs down what looked like a drain in the floor. It wasn't a drain, oh no! Worse! There was a bang and a thud and a ten man dinghy jumped out of its stowage in the wing root and erected. The new lad was put on a charge and got seven days confined to camp and had to pay £5 pounds towards the cost of replacing the dinghy.
Ken
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Dear me Ken.. a fiver was a lot of money then. I'll bet he didn't do it again
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