Halton training
Halton training
Thanks for all the responses. The postcards SEEM to be going down well - I suppose he doesn't have much choice on that one!. I was aware of the read out process hence my regular cards to him. I didn't know about the parcel rule though - WATCH THIS SPACE! In all honesty, I'm proud of what he is doing and the Service he has joined. He wants to go into Flight Operations and I'm sure he will make a success of that career. Mind you, his labrador is scared of heights so that might be a problem!
My brother and sister-in-laws are ex-RAF and now living in Germany so they've kind of assisted on the training process and I must say we can hear the difference in our lad already. This must purely be down to the skills and sensitivities of his instructors (did someone say they are on these forums??).
By the way, postcard one was;
My dearest Son,
I hope everything is well with you. Sorry I couldn’t wait for the barrack walk around last week but I had to get back to London. Mind you, when you’ve seen one en-suite with Jacuzzi and sauna, you’ve seen them all – just make sure the cleaners do a good job. I’ll make sure your Mum packs some ‘Star Trek’ toilet paper so you can get rid of the cling-ons.
Hopefully you’ve settled in by now and I hope you have made some chums. Keep away from the rough boys though as you know the troubles that can bring. I’ve asked your Mum to include some Viagra eye drops in your next parcel. They’ll do nothing for your sex life but at least they’ll make you look hard!
Sgt XXX (censored for reasons of my son's health!) and his team look very nice. I thought you said the staff were really scary and tough? I thought they looked really nice and gentle. Remember to tell Sgt XXX or whoever gives you your night time drink that you like your cocoa shaken and not stirred!
Well, must go. We’ve let your room to a really nice family from the next village so the extra money will be useful.
Chin up Son, you’ll be in those fast jets soon! (that’s the aeroplane ones – not the showers mind!)
Love Dad.
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Postcard two was;
My dearest Son,
I hope everything remains well with you. Your Mother and I are really pleased that you are finding things so easy! We had visions of a really tough training course which would challenge you in ways that you never knew you could be challenged! It is also gratifying to learn that the quality of food is so good. I’d never heard of Gordon Blue, the famous services cook, but if you say he is good then he must be. I just hope he doesn’t use foul language like that other Gordon chap as I know you aren’t used to that sort of thing.
I do think however that your complaint about a lack of sky isn’t helpful. You should have known that when your Mother and I told you that you would see lots of sky in the RAF that we meant the blue bit with white fluffy things in it above your head and not a certain TV channel with loads of Champions League matches.
Hope you are getting on with all of your new chums. Just remember though Son that, before you criticise someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you do criticise them, you're a mile away and you have their shoes.
Chin up Son, you’ll be giving orders out to everyone soon! (that’ll take you back to your Burger King days!)
Love Dad.
and postcard three going out today is;
My dearest Son,
I hope everything remains well with you. Well, who would have guessed that you would have lasted so long? Various family members have lost a fortune at the bookies I can tell you! Your Mother and I are really proud of you though as is everyone else, so stick in and before long Graduation day will have arrived.
I’m glad you continue to be the instructor’s favourite. That must be nice! Plenty of cushy jobs for you then eh? A word of caution though and I really do hate to disappoint you on this but unless one of them has Madonna for a middle name, your thoughts that they might adopt you as a favoured son have little chance of success. Sorry about that. Cheer up though, I think your Mother is preparing yet another food parcel for you, so if postal issues allow, this will be with you soon and as requested it will be really heavy.
Sadly, the family from the next village lodging with us hasn’t worked out. They came back in the other night from a night out, sicked up on the stairs, woke the whole house up and then wet the bed. Your Mother told them bluntly, “You’ll have to go – we had enough of that when our son was here!” She’s right you know but we will miss the rent.
Love Dad.
And now to the parcels ................................
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