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This story has been added to the website by 大象传媒 Leeds on behalf of the contributor with his permission. I was a DF Radio operator on VE day. This was a Direction Finder system before radar, guiding planes back to the airfield. I was in Cyprus serving in the RAF, and was in a small hut about a mile from camp in a field. All the lads had gone in to town to celebrate. The signals officer came to me and said he was sorry that I was the only one in camp who had to work on that day.
He drove me out to my hut and left me a bottle of whisky as compensation for having to work. Obviously, I couldn't drink it on duty so I took it back to camp at the end of my shift. I laid on my bed and started to drink the whisky, falling asleep after drinking about half of it. All the lads were still in town.
I was wearing wellington boots because it was very wet in the field where I worked. There was a stool at the bottom of my bed, and when I awoke the wellingtons were melted and stuck to my legs. It took me hours to scrape all the rubber off. I will never forget the day.

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