大象传媒

When we were training in the ATC,we were taken for week-ends to various aerodromes in the vicinity where I did some flying - Tiger Moths, Oxfords, Dakotas, etc.
One particular Saturday night, we went 'out on the town', and when we returned to the aerodrome, we were somewhat inebriated.
We were based in the middle hangar and my bed was in the third row from the bottom.
During the night, I needed to go to the toilet block which was some way from the hangar.
On my return, I found another man in my bed - I asked him to move but he refused. This went on for some time - in the end, I said that I would get in with him - but he was not amused!.
When day light and morning came, I found that I was in the wrong hangar.

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