Very well put, Tech Crew! That remark about HR had me laugh out loud! "Get your ar5e up to Finner!"
A couple of days weren't too bad but a couple of times the weather was too bad to get back after the week and the despondancy at not getting home was awful!
Don't forget, Pilatus, most of the lads who do the aircraft servicing are in their late teens-early twenties, so they have other interests (ie GIRLS/MOTORBIKES, etc) and to drag them away from the loves of their lives for more than a couple of days is hell!
Yes the pilots liked it being cosseted in the Officers Mess, but while they're having their evening meal we'd be putting the aircraft to bed-I was there before and after the hangar was built.
I do have some good memories, though. Running across the square in the early hours of St. Stephens day after a very long Christmas evening drinking in the mess, with a cold cooked turkey under my arm! We lived off that for the rest of the week! I often wonder who got the blame for nicking the St. Stephens day dinner! Surely it wouldn't be those nice, quiet Air Corps lads? Luckily we did a lot of flying that day so they couldn't ask! I had dinner in Rockhill!
When we got the new accomodation I was up there for the week with my old mate (who's now an RSM!) I was sitting in the little boys room having my 1/2 hrs peace and quiet, I heard the door open into the ablutions room but thought someone was going to have a shower. A few seconds later I heard what sounded like a strike of a match, then a thunderflash slid under the door, and a laughing sound dissappearing out of the room! BANG, I could hear tiles falling off the walls!
Ahhh, those were the days!