when a nice smelling pilot emerges from the wardroom in his best whites and cummerbund, smelling of old spice and pinkers, and asks you when will she be "S"
I always enjoyed the looks on the faces of the lads in my division (I always got Bombheads) when I turned up in the hangar to 'help'. You've never seen a SHAR's Aden guns bolted on so quickly. It must have been all the extra help they were getting and not just getting it done in record time so they could get rid of their favourite mate from the Wardroom 8O
I learnt about lock-wiring from that