Phil Mills recalls:
I’d been
in the squadron drill squad since our fourth term – when the 88th went into the
newly formed D Squadron, leaving the 90th Entry the only entry in C
Squadron. Every term, a squadron drill competition was held on the indoor
parade square in 3T block. The judge was always the same, a rock ape officer
called F/L Stewart-Jones. He didn’t like C Squadron and hated the 90th Entry,
so we always came second. But in our eighth term Stewart-Jones wasn’t there and
C Squadron won the drill competition.
Being in
the winning drill squad meant that we were called upon to do guard of honour
duty as well. One sports afternoon in late April 1961, we were taken by bus to
Taunton to be a surprise guard of honour for Marshall of the R.A.F. Sir John
Slessor. During the war he had been in charge of seeking out enemy submarines
in the Atlantic that were sinking ships bringing in vital supplies.
At
Taunton, we were formed up for guard of honour, and, for a good ten minutes, we
stood to attention. When the car drew up, the order came to ‘slope arms’. A
smartly dressed chauffer jumped out of the car. He helped an old man in a smart
suit to get out and handed him two sticks for support. The old man was Sir John
Slessor. He seemed a bit taken aback and when the order was given to ‘present
arms, he was quite bemused.
Sir John
was invited to inspect us, and he was escorted at a painfully slow pace as he
did so. Our hatbands caught his eye. They were light grey – not black, like
normal RAF hatbands. Our Flight Commander, F/L Jerry Holt, told that we were
radio apprentices from R.A.F. Locking, his eyes lit up. Up to then he had
thought we were from the local branch of the A.T.C
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