[quote="minister_doh_nut"]I've had sex with myself in the back whilst flying in both Ireland, UK and Kuwait.

Poked a trout in a Mk9 in 664s hanger and a Air Hostess in Mk7 at the 664 Medievil banquet just after we killed that chicken.

Had a sly one off the wrist in the back of a Gazelle in BATUS.....[/quote]

All you have ever managed to have sex with is either yourself or a blowup doll.

If it's the Jim I think it is then he was 15/19 Lancers - he was a great boss too, but that was much later in Germany.

Auid was one of the pilots at that time.
john

Was seeing a shag happy Air Troopett in Bosnia in the late 90's, when she was based at DJ Barraks we used to pop into the air frames that were closed down for the night and partake of certain rituals....

Photos to prove!

Then she went to Banja Luka, didnt quite have the same effect.

Then she would hop on the cabby flight around the country to get dropped of at my location in the morning and picked up again in the eve or next day. She probably noshed off the pilot(s) for that! Dirty little minx!!!!

Bugger. I thought it was just my hands being a bit sweaty.

Moral of that story never, but never get the ground crew to get your cab out for a "test Flight" on friday afternoons after 1500hrs.......LoL

I remembers when Mr. Angry himself came back to NI looking for his old shag bag from Angelo only to find she had married the Reem Tiff.
A Mr Angry in a dangerous condition.
john
Tiff went into hiding.

Much as it pains me to say anything related to the cav, they were hussars not lancers, but hey, they all be donkey wallopers anyway so i'll get back in my box.

On a different matter, I recently had to introduce someone to the delights of trials in a certain trials squadron. Bloody nightmare trying not to step on the skid strut as i was getting acquainted from behind!

Dream on boys and girls...

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What's she doing taking her hands off the collective in the hover!!

From what I've heard mate you aren't able to question that.

I got a PM from an Inf sect commander in Newry:

Got any Piccs of Naked Birds in Bowsers.....

Well now,

I remember as a young man (we are talking back in the mid 80's!!)
I might have joined the one meter high club with a certain locally employed sqn clerk.
I know Fitzy and others know who she was!! Monic@@

How old was she Ginge?

Gough Barracks '73ish - nearly always a Souix, Scout and Wessex on the square, just about to do the deed in a landrover in the LAD shed at the top end and she says - "how about in one of those.. pointing to the flying thingys - so the Wessex was christened...

Not really what a gentleman talks about but Jon Willy may be able to help on this as I recall he was quite a tourist at the flying fourth regiment of air at the same time as this staff officer:

In tin city prior to 669's Banner tour, there was a young air trooper who took a fancy to a 'model' with a nice figure and well dressed, trouble was, this model was THE model/dummy of a woman in the phone box (remember?). So he goes out on his stag, not knowing see, what we well bred folks knew, that CCTV was in operation to show the wayward soldiers how to develop their skills and only needed the press of a button on the KISS principle.

Memories fade with time and I couldnt say for certain who it was who did press record as he cracked one off at the wrist in slow time moving to double toward the inevitable, trouble is, giggler me couldnt stop laughing for weeks,,,, safe landings,,,,

I remember the Hildeshiem open day there was a massive Lynx shag-o-thon (92-93ish)

Col_Gadd-Haffi
669 Op Banner Tour, Tin City, Sennalager 1984.
Yep the OC, reputedly ex SBS, certainly Flucked a few of his Sqn, during that week, lost an AQMS memory says.
Lost count of the number of times I'd done NI, but the work up for that one was a Tooch different.
john
Ah ! Interesting times when I wuz young.

All this airborne rumpy pumpy the mind boggles , I did wake up in the arms of a lovely young lady new years morning 1962, in the back of one of 6 Flights Beavers at middle wallop, to this day dont know who she was or where my dress trousers and cummer bund got too