Yet every time I have ever been through there in the last 40 years there has always been a large numbers of tired/bored squaddies to be looked after
There is a yang to that yin.
I am aware of a WO1 (not a mover) who when based at BZN would religiously scour the arrivals lists to check on large unit arrivals, especially in the summer months.
He would then work his lunch/coffee/tiffin break to ensure he was in the foyer coffee shop at the most opportune time that skimpily clad, summer dressed wives and girlfriends would arrive to greet back into the UK their brave hero’s back into their awaiting bosoms.
Indeed, sometimes he would be able to notice such details as those wearing long coats, unusual for the summer, that may have little on underneath. Old fashioned garments such as stockings and suspenders also seemed quite in vogue on occasions.
His deductions over a period of time was that the Royal Marines has the most ‘adventurous’ of awaiting lady partners and that Salisbury Plain based Army Units had the most women arrive in their own cars (forget the military provided coaches) to allow for pulling over in the gorgeous, Oxfordshire countryside as soon as practically possible for the lady and her dusty hero to enjoy all that he had been missing while on tour.
The infantry wives and girlfriends would normally wear the very shortest of skirts or shorts. Daisy Dukes he soon learned was the nomenclature of such.
The HERRICK ramp up was an absolute boon for him and he became a regular
obsessive observer of the fashions that sweet young ladies would dress up in to meet and greet their loved ones.
I he also hates Movers too.