Had this strange feeling all week that 28th August rang a bell somewhere in the back of my mind? It struck me the other day over lunch. 28th August 1991 I became one AC Matador. As I entered her Majesty’s Royal Air force and basic training facilities at RAF Swinderby. I guess it is fair to say that it is at that point that I stood up on my very own two feet for the first time.
It was the first time I had left home for any period of time. I waved goodbye to the family on very overcast day not really knowing what the hell to expect or what I was really doing. All I knew is from that day on things would be different.
I really enjoyed my time in the RAF. It had its moment. I do sometimes miss it but like most people I think that it is period of time I can look back with fondness but to be honest going back over it I know there were crap times.
Today I am still in touch with a number of friends from those days and I really enjoy going back for the odd function. It does however seem like a life time ago. Nine years doesn’t seem long. It was event filled and the otherwise boring tedium of day to day operations was interjected with pulsating adrenalin fuelled excitement. Playing cards on Red Days ( = weather is shite) or 5 emergencies in 30 minutes I enjoyed at Honington, The tragedy of lost colleagues (see Mull of Kintyre) or the thrill of being involved in something that hits the news.
I left for various reasons. I really wasn’t cut out to be a full blow Air Traffic controller (the next step). I really wanted a settled life. I was really pissed off with how we were treated when C was born. So I decided not to sign on and join the real world………………..28th August 2000
Friday, 28 August 2009
Wednesday, 26 August 2009
Day 7
...and totally missing Little Miss C but i am sure she is having a great time.
Felt a bit of a spoon last night (and not in the dear old Yuri way). After band practice and tidying up I head up stairs for the sacred call of the duvet. Reaching the top of the stairs I noticed the bedroom light was off. Mrs H usually confines herself to the bedroom while we try and make something sound like music. So I figured she had decided to have an early night.
Being the good chap that I am I decided to sneak into the bedroom, in the dark. Carefully opening the Bathroom door I eased into in and quietly brushed my teeth. Finishing I edged the door open again and quietly entered the bedroom. Closed the door and removed my clothes and slid into bed................ Only to find out she had gone to her sisters. So I got dressed and went and watched Roadhouse.
Felt a bit of a spoon last night (and not in the dear old Yuri way). After band practice and tidying up I head up stairs for the sacred call of the duvet. Reaching the top of the stairs I noticed the bedroom light was off. Mrs H usually confines herself to the bedroom while we try and make something sound like music. So I figured she had decided to have an early night.
Being the good chap that I am I decided to sneak into the bedroom, in the dark. Carefully opening the Bathroom door I eased into in and quietly brushed my teeth. Finishing I edged the door open again and quietly entered the bedroom. Closed the door and removed my clothes and slid into bed................ Only to find out she had gone to her sisters. So I got dressed and went and watched Roadhouse.
Thursday, 20 August 2009
Leaving on a jet Plane
Feeling a bit sombre today. Dropped The Big C of at the minders today and now wont see here for 15 days. Which seems like a long time. anyway she is looking forward to going on a plane and the beach.
In other news finished another book. For those keeping score I am not a big reader. In fact I have read more books in the last 8 months than in my entire adult life namely 3.
The last one was Tornado down, which my Uncle (R.I.P) bought me and decided to give it a stab and it was really good. Those poor bastards. See I was stationed at a Tornado base shortly after the gulf war and there was a certain amount of jealousy appointed to the John's. Having said that it was good read and I have now ordered another two
In other news finished another book. For those keeping score I am not a big reader. In fact I have read more books in the last 8 months than in my entire adult life namely 3.
The last one was Tornado down, which my Uncle (R.I.P) bought me and decided to give it a stab and it was really good. Those poor bastards. See I was stationed at a Tornado base shortly after the gulf war and there was a certain amount of jealousy appointed to the John's. Having said that it was good read and I have now ordered another two
Monday, 17 August 2009
Summer was here.
What a cracking little weekend. Friday Afternoon went and picked C up and then headed back home for the 6 month check of the “Doors haven’t fallen of the house”. The actual owner of the estate came and was a very nice chap. By owner I mean he owns the other houses that hadn’t sold yet. I found out a couple of things.
1) The chap in the big house has already had two letters about the condition of the house he is renting. This has been a personal gripe of mine in that it looks a bloody mess and that he has only cut the grass twice since he has been there…….. and pays his rent late.
2) He was totally gutted to sell the house we bought for the price we paid…. This is nice for us, but he need to keep the bank happy.
Saturday we went shopping and then hit the cinema to see Aliens in the attic which was really good. Wasn’t sure C was going to enjoy it as it was mostly live action but she laughed all the way through.
We also implemented operation walk on your own. This is basically trying to get her to walk with out holding hands or arms with one of us. Seems harsh I know but she is twelve and I think needs to be able to do it. I will miss it but I have to think of the greater good. Anyway she took to it like a duck to water.
Sunday was a cracking day. I got Bruno’s tent out and put it up for C. Was actually quite easy to do. Then at 3.30 decide to have BBQ and also bought a slip and slide. Couldn’t get the BBQ going at first but after a while she sprung into life and I then burnt the Borewors………WHICH IS A SIN.
1) The chap in the big house has already had two letters about the condition of the house he is renting. This has been a personal gripe of mine in that it looks a bloody mess and that he has only cut the grass twice since he has been there…….. and pays his rent late.
2) He was totally gutted to sell the house we bought for the price we paid…. This is nice for us, but he need to keep the bank happy.
Saturday we went shopping and then hit the cinema to see Aliens in the attic which was really good. Wasn’t sure C was going to enjoy it as it was mostly live action but she laughed all the way through.
We also implemented operation walk on your own. This is basically trying to get her to walk with out holding hands or arms with one of us. Seems harsh I know but she is twelve and I think needs to be able to do it. I will miss it but I have to think of the greater good. Anyway she took to it like a duck to water.
Sunday was a cracking day. I got Bruno’s tent out and put it up for C. Was actually quite easy to do. Then at 3.30 decide to have BBQ and also bought a slip and slide. Couldn’t get the BBQ going at first but after a while she sprung into life and I then burnt the Borewors………WHICH IS A SIN.
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