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contact, other than in my role as i/c PSI Gardens, was Wg.Cdr. Russell-Bell the Admin Wing CO. Strangely, Fg.Off. John Sutton of Station Flight, Flt.Lt. Love the Senior Air Traffic Control Officer, Flt.Lt. 'Al' Fairfax the Intelligence Officer, and Fg.Off. Dennis Tann the Gunnery Instructor, although all directly responsible to Hammer West, seldom came to see him.
1px-trans.gif, 43 bytesI flew only once more at Jever on a base-to-base sortie after being grounded. This time I was a passenger in the back seat of a Percival Prentice. It was a joy-ride on what was officially a CRDF calibration run.2 Fg.Off. Doug Bridson from 4 Squadron was at the controls and I had my movie camera with me. We were airborne for an hour and forty minutes in freezing weather. Only the runway and major taxiways were clear of snow. My film came out reasonably well and was later spliced into my RAF Jever movie.
1px-trans.gif, 43 bytesShortly after I had taken over from Brian and was 'going solo', so to speak, a posting notice arrived for me. I was to take over as the permanent Range Safety Officer of Meppen Range. The very thought of being posted to that God-forsaken place, and to have to live alone in a German hotel for the next five months, filled me with horror. I showed it to my Boss the WingCo. He said "Ignore it. Don't do anything. I'll fix it", and went on "Ignore it completely. That's an order. Blame me if anyone gets awkward". True to his word, he had the posting cancelled and it was replaced about a fortnight later by another, posting me as his Adjutant. That was a relief!
1px-trans.gif, 43 bytesNow that I was officially off 93 Squadron strength it was time for the Squadron to 'Dine me Out'. This event coincided with, and was tacked on to, a normal monthly Mess Dining In Night. After the formal part of the evening was concluded, all members of 93 foregathered in the bar. Due speeches were made by Des Browne and Al Colvin, my old 'B' Flight Commander and, of course, I had to reply. All parts of the proceedings were accompanied by a mixture of well lubricated cheering and jeering. Then came the serious bit. As was the norm on such occasions - and I can't remember which came first - I presented the Squadron with an engraved silver tankard and, immediately afterwards, I was presented with an almost identical (apart from the wording) engraved tankard. But there was another difference: I presented an empty tankard, as was usual, but the one presented to me was full of a cocktail of liqueurs and spirits, diluted slightly with Pils. It was my duty at once to down the lot in one breath. This I did, to great cheering all round. It tasted very strange, but not too bad and, much to the disappointment of the assembled throng, it had very little effect on me. They, and I, had seen other departing pilots in similar circumstances collapse, legless, within five minutes, or make a dash for the toilet to commune with nature down the big white microphone. I actually survived the rest of the evening without ill effect. Mind you, I did take two precautionary Alka- Seltzers before going to bed.
1px-trans.gif, 43 bytesI was to remain an 'honorary' member of 93 Squadron throughout the remainder of my stay at Jever. Not to be outdone, 4 Squadron awarded me the same informal honour. I was still among friends.

Video showing SEN-010 clip from Ken Senar's film.   The clip was nainly shot when Ken was posted as Flying Wing Adjutant in March 1955 and after its title sequence shows the RAF ensign on the yard arm outside Station HQ.   A Sabre F86E overflying.   The control tower, which features
Fg. Off. 'Bunny' Warren as duty ATC Officer.   It is intercut with shots across the airfield showing Sabres taxying; Sabres preparing for formation take-off (smoke-cloud visible only); a visiting helicopter airborne.   There are also glimpses of the signals square; the hangars of No.4 Squadron (left) and No.93 Squadron (right, with square tower) against the trees across the airfield.   The control 'tower' was the first floor of a rounded bay-windowed extension built on to the airfield side of the Flying Wing HQ building (formerly a Luftwaffe hospital).   The ground floor of this extension was the office of the Wing Commander Flying, Wg.Cdr. C.S. 'Hammer' West.

1px-trans.gif, 43 bytesThe building in which I now worked, and for which I was soon to hold the barrack inventory, had been a wartime Luftwaffe hospital. In spite of this it was ideally suited for its use as Flying Wing Headquarters. It was almost cruciform in shape, rather like a church, but with one side arm of the cross foreshortened into a mere gable on the airfield side. This was the side on which my office was situated and from where I had a reasonable view through my double-framed, double-glazed, window of the flying activity. Outside the window were a number of juniper bushes
2 CRDF = Cathode Ray Direction Finding. This new equipment had just been installed and was a vast improvement on the old system which involved long R/T transmissions. With CRDF an instantaneous bearing from (or course to steer to) base could be read off and transmitted to the pilot.
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