
August was a comparatively busy month, even though it included another
week of night watches.
Hunters, F86s, NF11s, Canucks, and Venoms were allocated
to me for a variety of tasks including
PIs, scissors
PIs, freelance work and, new to
me, a range monitoring session. This involved my monitoring the aircraft doing ciné
attacks on a towed drogue target at a practice air-air range newly set up at Ahlhorn.
Two of the NF11s previously mentioned were Danish. The pilots spoke perfect
English and were no trouble. Four good
PIs were completed with them.

Sometimes I was allocated Belgian aircraft. Belgian pilots were reluctant to speak English, the standard
NATO language, except during an actual interception.
Otherwise they went off into what, to me, was utterly incomprehensible gobbledygook.
It was neither Dutch nor French, both of which I could recognise. It was their
own dialect, said by some to be Walloon. Many were the times when I had to
interrupt their gabble and tell them to "Keep the
R/T standard". This they would
obey - until after the next interception.

Exercise Counterpunch was held in September. For this I was temporarily
posted to the
GCI at Üdem. I shall briefly describe this detachment in the next
chapter. Otherwise, during the month, apart from a week of nights, I only had three
control sessions. One was a daytime radar calibration sortie with a Canberra. The
others were with single freelance NF11s. The first intercepted two Canberras at
36,000 feet, and the second intercepted a pair of CF100 Canucks and a single NF11,
both at 25,000 feet. Both these sorties were at night. My Log Book records that
further control activities were precluded because of an Exercise Stand Down until the
end of the month, although night watches were not affected.

It was during this autumn that, one weekend when I was Orderly Officer, I had an unusual experience. I had a few minutes to spare before I was due to meet the
Orderly Sergeant and Orderly Corporal in the late afternoon before going to inspect
the Airmens tea, so I walked from the Officers Mess, a short distance up on to the
sports field for a moment's breath of fresh air after having been indoors for a while.
Standing there, I heard the sound of an approaching jet aircraft. This was unusual for
two reasons. The first was that the RAF, although on standby, did not normally fly
at weekends and, secondly, the RAF had never been seen to overfly us since I had
been at Borgentreich, it being too far into the south-east of the British Zone. The
sound was getting louder and approaching from the south. Suddenly it appeared
below a fairly low cloud base. It was a twin engined jet. It approached from over the
old tech site where 757
SUs GEE Unit was now established, to over my head at no
more than 1,000 feet. It was Russian. I could clearly see the red stars on it. It was an
Ilyushin 'Beagle' light bomber. Dumbfounded, I watched it disappear towards
Auenhausen. I ran to the Mess and phoned the tech site to tell them to see if they
could see it. Then, out of sheer frustration and absolute annoyance at this blatant
border violation, I phoned the
CO in his married quarter. When I told him what I
had seen he said "Well, Pod, what do you expect me to do - get my bloody
peashooter out?" I could have throttled the man! With hindsight, that Beagle had
probably been a photo-reconnaissance version and almost certainly would have
followed a track over Rothwesten, Borgentreich and its tech sites, and very probably
Scharfoldendorf, before heading back east at low level in the one border incursion.

October was busier even though I was spending time supervising
u/t
controllers. Two of my own ten sessions were in the evenings when I was officially
on night watches. I only controlled RCAF Canucks and RAF NF11s with, unusually,
no
Hunters. The month saw the longest control session I ever had. It was on the
night of the 16th when I was allocated a pair of CF100s for
PIs. I had them under
control at 35,000 feet for an hour and seven minutes, and completed three 90° scissors and four head-on interceptions, the last two of which were aborted because
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