RAF Air Movements 1953-1961
A retrospective of RAF service of the time
HERE WE GO AGAIN !
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My first website was constructed in 2001 and for no apparent reason disappeared overnight. My only understanding of this is that whoever hosted the site got a bit fed up and pulled the rug out.
My concern was that I had built up a great deal of friendships from the site and had many re-visits. My guestbook contained many classics and I am sad to say that all are lost.
At first, I thought it would be too hard to do it all again, but I have been encouraged by the many friends I have made over those last few years to " have another go". The nostalgia aspect of the site is what gives it a kick. Many contemporaries from that era are happy to make contact with those times again no matter whether good or bad. So bear with me....... this site is very much "under construction".
Scrub that.....it is finally finished as at Jan 4th 2006. Whoopee !!
UPDATE
24th October 2009 PHOTOS
Some little time ago, Webs changed the format of the photo albums.
I was a bit slack and didn't transfer my existing photos to the new
format in time. The result was.......they all got deleted !
I have now added some of them back and they can be found under
the "Photo Gallery" page. I will be adding more as time permits.
Some little time ago, Webs changed the format of the photo albums.
I was a bit slack and didn't transfer my existing photos to the new
format in time. The result was.......they all got deleted !
I have now added some of them back and they can be found under
the "Photo Gallery" page. I will be adding more as time permits.
ABOUT ME.......
My name
is James (Jim) Aitken. I joined the RAF before my 18th birthday in
January 1953. National Service was the order of the day and I didn't
wait for conscription. I had tried for aircrew selection but was
unsuccesful on medical grounds. My original trade choice was RAF
Regiment but after hearing of the training regimen while at West Kirby,
I quickly changed my mind! I had worked in road transport before
joining, so I decided that Transport Command Air Movements would be an
appropriate choice.
The photo of me is from 1961. I look a bit different today!
WHERE IT ALL BEGAN
There was excitement and in some ways,trepidation, when I received my
call up papers. I was still only 17 and had never left home before,
apart from a stint as a young evacuee during WW2.The great adventure began at RAF Cardington along with hundreds of other recruits. The huge balloon hangars were in use as equipment dispensing stores and we trudged around being issued with the required gear. Haircuts, medicals and lectures helped to keep us busy until after taking the Oath of Allegiance to HM, we were then assigned to recruit training schools.
I had never heard of West Kirby and was told it was somewhere near Liverpool. Movement was by way of a combination of truck and train and it seemed at the time that all the young men in England were on the move in some sort of uniform. National Service was in full swing with all 'over 18s' being required to serve 2 years. The Korean conflict was coming to a close but there were still hotspots around the Empire including Malaya and the Canal Zone.
I signed initially for 3 years which was the minimum regular service option. In some respects it was a glorified National Service but it did allow you to choose which service and the trade you wanted. National Service was a lottery as to which service and around then the majority were being shunted into the army.
No 5 School of Recruit Training at RAF West Kirby was a distinct shock to the system to all us clumsy youths. We soon became familiar with the notion that Corporal Drill Instructors were god. " When I say move, I don't mean move, I mean FLY !!! " " There are doors and windows in this hut, when I say OUTSIDE I mean NOW". Many of these DI bawlings remain in my memory more than 50 years later. Although we thought it was all bullshit at the time, the object was to instill discipline and immediacy in obeying orders.
Slowly we began to change from an uncoordinated bunch of blokes into what resembled a reasonable military unit. Officers were rarely seen except on barracks inspections. Corporals ruled the days and nights.
Food was minimal and quite unappetising. The smells emanating from the cookhouse reminded one of pigswill being doled out. Of course the NAAFI did well in our free time in the evening with egg and chips or bangers and chips being great favourites. That is if you had any money to spend. after buying personal stuff like soap, shaving cream, blades and toothpaste.
RAF WEST KIRBY NO. 5 SCHOOL OF RECRUIT TRAINING
In that short period of some 8
weeks, the motley crew of bumbling recruits was turned into a fine body
of airmen who could march and carry out rifle drill with the best of
them.
Most evenings were spent in getting our equipment in top order. Boots
were polished to a high shine using tactics various, from pure spit and
polish to ironing out the nubbles on the toecaps with the handle of a
toothbrush! You learned to use brown paper to apply creases to trousers
for sharp long lasting effect. Or running a smear of soap down the
crease on the inside to get a real sharp one. Some of us had never
wielded an iron before let alone wash a shirt or underwear.
In the above photo I am in the middle row 4th from the right. Not too many
smiling faces !!Due to restrictions on the number of photos that I can display on this site, I have supplied a link to my Webshots Online Album which contains some of my RAF West Kirby collection. Most of these photos have been contributed by others and I will be adding more as time permits. The link is in the Menu at left.
PASSING OUT PARADE (NOW WE ARE SOLDIERS !!)
At the end of basic training the big day came around. We would pass out
by marching in review order before the Station Commander who would take
the salute. Our DIs had by now begun to soften a little as they knew we
were going to put on a good show. They must have been pretty proud of
each group they processed and we were all trying to ensure our Flight
would be the best in the Squadron.After the parade we were virtually finished with training and were given postings to our new camps where we would enter trade training or for some it was posting straight to an operational unit. Some were posted overseas from day 1 and there were mixed feelings dependent on where you were going. The Far East was considered a favourite whilst postings to the Canal Zone or Aden were not well received. My posting was to the major Transport Command operational unit at RAF Lyneham.
STAINED GLASS WINDOW IN THE CHAPEL AT RAF BIGGIN HILL. MANY RAF TRADES ARE INCORPORATED IN THIS WARTIME MEMORIAL WINDOW
STOP PRESS**URGENT MESSAGES
DEREK LEHRLE
It is with much sadness that I have to report the sudden death of Derek
who suffered a heart attack while out walking
near his home in Te Aroha New Zealand
on Wednesday 8th April 2009
Derek was a great friend and we had almost daily contact over the last several years.
He was instrumental in setting up the RAF Chia Keng website
covering his time with the RAF on Singapore Island during the late 1950s.
This site has brought together many past RAF servicemen who spent time
at this Signals Station.
His site was a member of my RAF Ring.
A link to Derek's site can be found on my Links page.
Derek contributed to many ex service sites and he helped me with
photographs when I was putting my Air Movements site together.
He never forgot his Singapore days and held a deep love
and respect for all things Singaporean.
A "lad from Warrington" in Lancashire, Derek moved with his family
to New Zealand some 30+ years ago and never regretted that decision.
He loved the Te Aroha area where he lived and his trips by Rover or Jaguar
to the Coromandel was a treat that he constantly raved about.
Derek was a Rover and Jaguar car enthusiast,
owning many of those famous marques during his lifetime.
A service to celebrate his life is being held at his hometown on April 17th.
Messages of condolence can be sent to his wife Pam
and son Robin and family at the below address.
It is with much sadness that I have to report the sudden death of Derek
who suffered a heart attack while out walking
near his home in Te Aroha New Zealand
on Wednesday 8th April 2009
Derek was a great friend and we had almost daily contact over the last several years.
He was instrumental in setting up the RAF Chia Keng website
covering his time with the RAF on Singapore Island during the late 1950s.
This site has brought together many past RAF servicemen who spent time
at this Signals Station.
His site was a member of my RAF Ring.
A link to Derek's site can be found on my Links page.
Derek contributed to many ex service sites and he helped me with
photographs when I was putting my Air Movements site together.
He never forgot his Singapore days and held a deep love
and respect for all things Singaporean.
A "lad from Warrington" in Lancashire, Derek moved with his family
to New Zealand some 30+ years ago and never regretted that decision.
He loved the Te Aroha area where he lived and his trips by Rover or Jaguar
to the Coromandel was a treat that he constantly raved about.
Derek was a Rover and Jaguar car enthusiast,
owning many of those famous marques during his lifetime.
A service to celebrate his life is being held at his hometown on April 17th.
Messages of condolence can be sent to his wife Pam
and son Robin and family at the below address.
lehrle at slingshot dot co dot nz
Derek will be sadly missed by not only me but by the
huge circle of friends he had throughout the world.
huge circle of friends he had throughout the world.
Sleep peacefully mate
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