I only got to Marham in 04 and i was a fairy before that so my knowledge of the legends and/or their stories are quite limited. Ill try to remember to ask when i get back in a few months.
I'll save you the hassle.
In 2000, I was working in the plotting office at 2 RIC.
As usual, it was a dull boring afternoon, and a fellow plottah (MS) and myself decided to sell one of our female colleagues (TG) to the Arabs on the internet.
So we went up to the training cell and used their digital camera to snap a few shots for the site, and that night, I registerd a domain and put together the website "Fatwa Sam's Online Souk" offering quality wives and slaves to discerning Arab gentlemen.
Over the next few months, the site grew in popularity, and quite a few folks started approaching me and asking me to sell them on the site.
Of course, I had my fair share of death threats from disgruntled ragheads, but nothing that ever amounted to anything.
Then one day, I got a call to go upstairs and see Dave Lang. Apparently I was in trouble again.
I walked into his office, and after dusting the cobwebs off him, he informed me that some high up RAF Police bod from Innsworth demanded my presence in his office the following day.
So I packed up my wife into a free MT car and off we tootled to Innsworth, looking forward to one of many free days out at the RAF's expense.
When I got there, this RAF police Wingco took me into his office and we had a chat about the website over a cuppa. It wasn't a bollocking at all, in fact it was all very civilised and he told me that he actually found the website very funny indeed.
However, he had been told by his bosses that something had to be done about it. Apparently his bosses had been told by their civillian suited bosses in Londons halls of power that the website was a dimplomatic embarassment and it had to be taken offline.
I was never told what the repercussions of leaving the site online would be, but it was made quite clear to me that if I didn't take the site offline that very night, things would be made rather uncomfortable for me.
So the site was taken offline and replaced with a censorship message.
Then some months later, things started to hot up in the gulf again, and it looked like Gulf War 2 was about to kick off.
Well, I was close to the end of my career, and I fully intended to get out of the mob, so I decided "F*ck it. Whats the worst they'll do to me? I'm putting the website back online again"
So Fatwasam's online souk was back in business again, this time selling wives, slaves, pimped up camels, terrorist weapons like dirty bombs (camel dung with dynamite stuck in it) and reusable suicide bomber vests.
The new incarnation became a runaway success, far more than the previous incarnation had been.
This time my inbox was flooded with supporting emails, and a noticeable absence of death threats this time.
Once the second Gulf war had kicked off, the site was pulling in 15,000 unique visitors a day.
The traffic got so heavy that the server at my web-hosts fell over, and they upgraded me to a higher bandwidth server completely for free.
After that, Fatwa Sam continued to trade for a few years, and then about 2 years ago, he retired.
But he may return some day.