The week before last, just as I passed through the main gate on my way to work, I was glared at by a female copper. The reason she glared at me was because she could hear, through my still wound down window, that I had burst out laughing as I caught sight of her. Why did I do that? Because this young lady was, at a quarter to 8 in the morning on an RAF camp, walking to work whilst wearing a flippin' stab vest! A couple of hours ago I was (on my day off, what a good little airman I am!) on camp again, in the gym. As I was on the cross-trainer I spied, through the window, a male copper this time, again wearing a stab vest. What the flip is going on? Maybe I'm wrong though. Maybe RAF camps are nowhere near as secure as I've been led to believe for the last quarter of a century and maybe they are in fact flippin' dangerous, full of low-life and criminal gangs. In that case - they're dangerous for ALL of us, not just coppers. So can I have a stab vest, too - I mean, I don't want to get hurt either!!