he wasnt my troop Sgt at JLR RAC. I was in the parasending club and got to know him through that. absolutely first class switched on bloke who had a kind word if he noticed you were on your chin strap (at least he did when I fecked up the commands for pass off practice - 'it'll be alright son, we all have bad days'). have never forgot that - even 25 years later.
drove past him on Salisbury plain two years after leaving JLR RAC. he was in the top of a sultan with a bloody range rover parked beside it. he interrupted his Sqn leader to shout 'alright son' when he noticed me staring at him in my blue beret. quality.
and his wife ( Jackie?) worked in the NAAFI and remembered everyone's name. she tore a strip off me for calling SCOTS DG the RSDG . '......that's the Royal Signals Depot Glasgow..and don't you forget it!'