Last time out arrived back into leeming. stayed back on weapons party with my mate until tp arrived. local CO wonderful raf chap said would you chaps like something to eat damn right sir, says I called my mate, and then left third party whom i can't remember to look after mountainous sack of returned kit. Then went for hell of a meal in raf mess! After ages of rat pack, scoff was orgasmic! we stunk to high heaven but what a welcome, can't really knock the crabs etc... Anyone remember something like?