I've just been having a trawl through b3ta.com questions of the week and found this little gem by a bloke who went through Harrogate in the early 70's. Which one of you was it then?? We had a similar lad in our recruit troop when i went through the AAC in the late 80's. Welsh bloke, far to many L's in his name to pronounce and no matter how hard the bloke tried his breath still stank of the gents and his BO would knock you out at 10 paces. I stayed in the same room as him for a while and was woken up by someone dropping a bumper on him in his sleep. I piped up that that was slightly out of order and was rewarded for taking the moral high ground with a polyprop chair across the face. I learned a valuable lesson that night; namely it was the last time i was sticking up for the fezzing welsh cnut. Any other tales of your times at the AAC?