A Very Unusual Air War Read Online Free Page B
Author: Gill Griffin
still apply to modern jets or does a computer do it all?)
23 December : The two-day break for Christmas was very welcome and although there was not yet any snow, it was crisp and cold as Christmases used to be. I was invited to spend the holiday with my cousin Gladys Sawtell (née Fisher) and Geoff, her husband, at his family home in the country, near Bradford on Avon. He collected me at the main gate and I spent two very pleasant days with them. We had some excellent food and modest quantities of drinks but my main memory is of a very pretty young girl with the unusual name of ‘Saramae’. It must have been theuniform and cadet flash that produced a real case of hero worship; she must have been all of 11 years old but it still made me feel good.
28 December : We cadets were billeted in an ‘H’ complex of wooden huts on the south side of the main quarters, away from the central buildings. The two uprights formed the dormitory areas, ‘A’ flight on one side and ‘B’ the other. The connecting bar housed the toilets. We had to rise at 6 a.m. and go to a nearby building for ablutions; it paid to be early before all the hot water had been used up. In the huts the only source of heating was a pot-bellied coke-burning stove. 1940/41 proved to be a very cold winter and fuel was in very short supply. We used to sneak out in the night to raid the station fuel dumps and it paid to be extremely careful because if caught the punishment was severe.
Apart from an iron-frame bed, we each had an upright plywood cupboard in which to keep spare clothes and personal belongings. These often included food and sweets and attracted various scavenging rodents. It was not unusual to wake in the night and find a rat sitting on one’s chest, followed by a mad scramble of those nearby to catch and kill the offending creature; but they usually managed to escape.
We slept on ‘biscuits’, three square kapok (it used to be straw) filled mattresses. They were called palliasses. Each morning, before other duties, the sheets and blankets had to be folded in the exact manner laid down in regulations, placed on the three ‘biscuits’ laid at the head of the bed frame. Once a week there was an inspection by the duty officer and various service items, such as the ‘hussif’ (housewife) containing button and shoe cleaning items, etc. had to be placed exactly, ready to be checked. Woe betide any cadet who failed to meet the laid down standard or had anything missing.
Summary for:- December 1940
1 Miles Master
Unit:- No. 9 SFTS Hullavington
Date:- 1/1/41
Signature:- G. Paul F/Lt O/C ‘A’ Flight
We were given an occasional evening off, with an off-camp pass (we had to be back by 10 p.m., 22.00 hours). On one memorable evening, four of us went into Chippenham for a few drinks at one of the local pubs. Among our number was a very lively young Londoner, Benny Squires, a bit wild but great fun to be with. He was a talented mimic and leapt up on to one of the bar-room tables, with his hair brushed forward and a finger across his top lip. He gave a show of one of Adolf Hitler’s speeches, raving and throwing his arms about, to general, although not universal, amusement.
On one or two evenings, particularly after I had acquired my first car, we went into Malmesbury for a few beers at a pub called The Bell. Benny was one of our party and one of his ideas of fun was to collect lavatory chains and the plugs from washbasins. On one such visit, towards the end of our time at Hullavington, heexcelled himself. The pub sign was not one of the usual hanging shields but a handsome, highly polished, brass bell, about nine inches in diameter and quite heavy. On the way back to camp we were horrified when Benny pulled out the bell from under his tunic. Naturally, the people at The Bell were most upset and reported to the police that four cadets from Hullavington had stolen the bell. Our quarters were searched, so to prevent the SPs (Service Police)
23 December : The two-day break for Christmas was very welcome and although there was not yet any snow, it was crisp and cold as Christmases used to be. I was invited to spend the holiday with my cousin Gladys Sawtell (née Fisher) and Geoff, her husband, at his family home in the country, near Bradford on Avon. He collected me at the main gate and I spent two very pleasant days with them. We had some excellent food and modest quantities of drinks but my main memory is of a very pretty young girl with the unusual name of ‘Saramae’. It must have been theuniform and cadet flash that produced a real case of hero worship; she must have been all of 11 years old but it still made me feel good.
28 December : We cadets were billeted in an ‘H’ complex of wooden huts on the south side of the main quarters, away from the central buildings. The two uprights formed the dormitory areas, ‘A’ flight on one side and ‘B’ the other. The connecting bar housed the toilets. We had to rise at 6 a.m. and go to a nearby building for ablutions; it paid to be early before all the hot water had been used up. In the huts the only source of heating was a pot-bellied coke-burning stove. 1940/41 proved to be a very cold winter and fuel was in very short supply. We used to sneak out in the night to raid the station fuel dumps and it paid to be extremely careful because if caught the punishment was severe.
Apart from an iron-frame bed, we each had an upright plywood cupboard in which to keep spare clothes and personal belongings. These often included food and sweets and attracted various scavenging rodents. It was not unusual to wake in the night and find a rat sitting on one’s chest, followed by a mad scramble of those nearby to catch and kill the offending creature; but they usually managed to escape.
We slept on ‘biscuits’, three square kapok (it used to be straw) filled mattresses. They were called palliasses. Each morning, before other duties, the sheets and blankets had to be folded in the exact manner laid down in regulations, placed on the three ‘biscuits’ laid at the head of the bed frame. Once a week there was an inspection by the duty officer and various service items, such as the ‘hussif’ (housewife) containing button and shoe cleaning items, etc. had to be placed exactly, ready to be checked. Woe betide any cadet who failed to meet the laid down standard or had anything missing.
Summary for:- December 1940
1 Miles Master
Unit:- No. 9 SFTS Hullavington
Date:- 1/1/41
Signature:- G. Paul F/Lt O/C ‘A’ Flight
We were given an occasional evening off, with an off-camp pass (we had to be back by 10 p.m., 22.00 hours). On one memorable evening, four of us went into Chippenham for a few drinks at one of the local pubs. Among our number was a very lively young Londoner, Benny Squires, a bit wild but great fun to be with. He was a talented mimic and leapt up on to one of the bar-room tables, with his hair brushed forward and a finger across his top lip. He gave a show of one of Adolf Hitler’s speeches, raving and throwing his arms about, to general, although not universal, amusement.
On one or two evenings, particularly after I had acquired my first car, we went into Malmesbury for a few beers at a pub called The Bell. Benny was one of our party and one of his ideas of fun was to collect lavatory chains and the plugs from washbasins. On one such visit, towards the end of our time at Hullavington, heexcelled himself. The pub sign was not one of the usual hanging shields but a handsome, highly polished, brass bell, about nine inches in diameter and quite heavy. On the way back to camp we were horrified when Benny pulled out the bell from under his tunic. Naturally, the people at The Bell were most upset and reported to the police that four cadets from Hullavington had stolen the bell. Our quarters were searched, so to prevent the SPs (Service Police)
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