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Swinderby

Considering its popped up, anyone here have any memories of RAF Swinderby? Is it true in 1967 they would send cadets up in a Hastings with no glass in the thing?

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By: SADSACK - 3rd March 2002 at 16:35

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From camping trips i know the berks who went to bed early would be on the coach home in the morning, sat there covered in boot polish where as those who stayed up all night would be flat out.

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By: neilly - 3rd March 2002 at 15:56

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Comes under the heading: Iniation ceremony! All new cadets get it. Also things like balloons full of water in the bed & not forgetting lamp-posting for the poor sod who went to bed to early!!! There are lots of other delights, they probably go back to public school days.

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By: SADSACK - 3rd March 2002 at 14:27

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Steve, whats the obsession with having nether regions coated? My Dad says they did it in the Navy as well.

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By: Ashley - 1st March 2002 at 22:13

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[updated:LAST EDITED ON 01-03-02 AT 10:14 PM (GMT)]Hey Moggy…no need to worry…I’m a Spitfire polisher of the world…hee hee 😉

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By: Ja Worsley - 1st March 2002 at 19:35

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Steve, that sounds exactly like my time at HMAS Cerberus, the RAN’s training major facility! I look back on those days and have a bit of a smile, cause I look at where I am now and where those poor suckers that stayed behind and I can’t help but think, Gee life is good now!

I was released from the madness that is the RAN after only 2 years of a 6 year stint, I got retrencehed, they closed down my section and all the other sections that I was interested in so I did the wise thing and left! Sure I was sad at the time, but I don’t regret any of it now, especially after I found out about what most of the guys I joined up with got up to and where they are now (Hollsworthy Military Prison, the Tank or Rehab), fun :/

Fighter pilots make movies, Bomber pilots make history and Nerds make money from the sims!

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By: Arabella-Cox - 1st March 2002 at 18:13

RE: Swinderby

Bull nights, drill, incessant BFT’s, falling asleep in General Service Knowledge lectures and getting extra drill as punishment, getting a face full of CS (never ever failed to mask in nine after that!), more bull nights, more drill, beastings round the airfield with our friendly neighbourhood rock apes, another few bull nights, and – you guessed it – a bit more drill for luck. And all to the teasingly close backdrop of the Baby Budgies going up in their EFTS Chipmunks every day.

Oh the joys of recruit training, right up until the day I saw the light, left Swinderby, and went through Cranwell a couple of years later instead. Actually, reading through this, I realise I’m smiling. Maybe I DID like it after all…? 😉

As far as aircraft are concerned, whatever happened to the Vampire on the gate, and the Lightning in the hangar?

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By: Moggy C - 1st March 2002 at 17:32

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I flew from there as a cadet in 1964 or ’65.

I think it was a Varsity, but it might have been a Valetta. Memory fades. Seemed OK on glass (or perspex) but they did feather both engines at one point. I think it was deliberate. 🙁

I can also remember running around the billets at enormous speed to avoid having my nether regions (sorry Ashley, that was as delicate as I could manage) coated with Cherry Blossom Boot Polish and running at even higher speed around the centre of Lincoln to avoid getting my head kicked in by the local wurzels who objected to us big-city lads coming to their crummy dance hall and making off with all the best girls.

“You what? Do I know John Lennon? Course I know John Lennon. ‘im and me are bessy mates”

Happy days

Moggy

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