24/11/2014 Added account of the Cardiff Reunion.
27/11/2014 Entered modified "Whole Entry" listing.
16/12/3014 Added, "Interesting Find In The Chilterns".
22/12/2014 Added Stacey letter to Halton Mag.
The 11th Biennial Reunion of the 76th Entry, Halton and Locking, was held at the Copthorne Hotel, Cardiff from the 24th to 26th of October 2014. About 50 people, including wives and partners, attended. A notable absentee was our Secretary, Roger Harvey, who was unwell, and greetings were sent to him.
The formal part of the reunion began with a dinner on the Saturday evening. Members were ‘piped in’ by a local piper, with John Ritchie, formerly of 2 Wing pipe-band, accompanying on his side drum. After the meal, toasts were proposed, and the Chairman, Revd Andrew MacKenzie then addressed the assembled company. In his speech he noted how that when we graduated, the Hunter was the ‘state of the art’ fighter – a far cry from today’s electronic, carbon fibre boxes of tricks. Not only the RAF has changed, but change has come into every part of our lives.
Ted Le Count and his wife, Norma, organised their raffle, which has become a tradition. As usual, there were excellent prizes, including, for the second reunion running, a beautiful hand-crafted clock, made by ex-Locking member, John Austin. The raffle raised £250.
Keith Niblett was thanked for his sterling work in organising the even, even though he was somewhat confused as to whether it was Locking or Cosford where radar fitters were trained!
The rest of the evening was relaxed, and given over to chatting. We dropped the idea of dancing several reunions ago, as nobody seemed very interested.
On the Sunday morning, the General Meeting was held, when various items of business were dealt with, including whether or not we wished to stay in touch with widows. It would be interesting to hear what other Entries do in this respect.
The next Biennial will be held on the last weekend of October 2016, when we shall celebrate the 60th Anniversary of our Graduation.
Andrew MacKenzie 589400
The pictures following were taken by John Ritchie! Through a fear of getting names wrong, I have not anotated them! Unfortunately I was unable to attend this reunion, but from reports received it was an outstanding success.
Roger Harvey 589289.
The 76th Entry arrived at RAF Halton, the home of The No.1 School of Technical Training, on 19 January 1954.
INTERESTING FIND IN THE CHILTERNS
THE MISSING LINK
When Senor G. O. Rilla. Anthropologist died two years ago, it was a widespread belief in scientific circles that he failed in his quest to prove that man evolved from the ape. Now, however, new facts have been brought to light showing that he did find what was hitherto referred to as, "the missing link".
Apparently and by accident, he made this remarkable discovery while on a visit to this country as guest of The Royal Society of Anthropologists, for in some of his recently discovered notes this is what he had In say on the subject.
“Acting on a sudden impulse while walking in Buckinghamshire one day, I glanced over my shoulder to see a most amazing creature. It was human in form and copied human mannerisms well enough to deceive a layman, but the gleam of animal cunning in its eyes was quite plain to an experienced anthropologist like myself. It aroused my curiosity and I decided to learn all I could about it. Being in the vicinity of Halton I named the creature Haltonorum Apprenticorum”.
Careful to avoid detection, I followed the brute for a short distance and to my great joy found that it had led me to a large colony of the same species. After studying their habits and way of life for several years I am now in a position to set down the following facts:
Haltonorum Apprenticorum is a young male biped, possesses a unique character and weird habits and speaks a dialect of English not to be heard anywhere else in the world. Usually harmless, the creature becomes a real menace on the few occasions when it starts to think. Singly it is known as an oaf, clot or yob. A group of them may be referred to as a shower or rabble.
On its arrival at Halton the potential apprenticorum is quite normal - that is, apart front its long hair, hand-painted tie and a firm conviction that its promotion to Air Rank will come through in a day or two. It continues in this state for a further period of two days. On the third it enters in a new and creased uniform a little self-conscious but ready to do or die. As time progresses, however it does neither, it just takes life easily learning the best ways to avoid work and that the man with the white-topped hat does not sell ice cream.
At this stage of the proceedings, the senior members of the community i.e. the senior entry decide that it is time to take the newcomer in hand. They promptly do this, presumably to make a man of it, but I fear this is only a thinly veiled excuse to make it do all the dirty work possible. Naturally enough the rookie is loud in its protests, but a growled "If you don't keep yer trap shut, you'll get yer swede thumped", accompanied by the appropriate gesture of raised fists gives it a gentle hint that the incident would be best forgotten.
Senor G. O. Rill, goes on to say, I found that the apprenticorum had by the end of his first year of training adapted itself perfectly to its environment and acquired a wide vocabulary of .language. It speaks of a hat, service dress, as a 'bull', the NAAFI as a 'tank' and all sergeants as ‘!!!!!s’. It harbours a deep suspicion of all policemen, senior NCOs and cookhouse kippers. It likes girls, lying in bed on Sunday and of course girls.
Like every other species of animal, Haltonorum Aprenticorum play games and get a big thrill from simple things like drenching each other with cold water, tipping beds, letting off fire extinguishers and smashing plates.
By the end of its third and last year at Halton, the apprenticorum has developed fully its low leaning towards blondes and beer. It is master of the art of skiving and just about ready to graduate. After the graduation parade Haltonorum Apprenticorum is given the benefit of the doubt and called a man. One would have thought that after its harrowing period at Halton, the apprenticorum would only be fit material for an insane asylum. This I am sad to say, is very true. It is completely barmy, crackers, or as they say at Halton, ‘harpic’!
It is all very sad, isn’t it?
Accredited to the Halton Magazine January 1953 and to B Patton of the 65th Entry in particular.
Many thanks B. Patton for a great humorous piece!
Halton Magazine May 1954
The following letter appeared in the May 1954 edition of the Halton Magazine. It was submitted by JKS of the 76th Entry. It was not difficult to work out that this must have been, John Stacey 589266, Engine Fitter. John did not pas out, I wonder does anyone know his fate? Here is the letter:
Why is it that the Halton Magazine is so conspicuously lacking in humour? Walking around the billets, providing that you know the right places to look, you can find drawings, rhymes and jokes galore. Surely on a camp this size something must get through to the right people. I am not alone in this complaint – I have heard similar complaints from the 70th and 73rd Entries.
The reply was:
We can assure readers that next to nothing in the humorous line gets through to the Right People – We only wish it did! – Ed.
Brave stuff eh? I hope that they didn’t mark his card!
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