{"id":459,"date":"2010-10-02T22:01:22","date_gmt":"2010-10-02T22:01:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.pilgrimpath.net\/?p=459"},"modified":"2018-11-01T19:21:17","modified_gmt":"2018-11-01T19:21:17","slug":"my-wrns-story","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.pilgrimpath.net\/?p=459","title":{"rendered":"My WRNS story"},"content":{"rendered":"

Major, life-changing decisions can be made following seemingly minor incidences in our lives,\"Sue<\/a> (click on any photo to enlarge it, back arrow to return to this page)<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Our Phantoms won the International air race with Rolls Royce engines, so the squadron were loaned a car for the year by RRSo how did I end up with this photo of me on the right?<\/p><\/div>\n

It started with another newspaper photo….<\/p>\n

In February 1967 I was again off sick from my work as telephonist at a big hotel in Bristol, with tonsillitis. This time my GP told me to stay off work, resting my throat for two weeks. So a week later, feeling fine, not a bad day weather-wise, my friend Sue (Townsend?) asked if I would go into Bristol with her. Photo above. Sue has the checked collar.<\/p>\n

She was back home, in her smart new Wrens uniform, on her first short leave from the HMS Dauntless, the Women\u2019s Royal Naval Service\u2019s training base. We went shopping in the city, but first Sue had some papers to drop off at the recruiting office in the centre of town. While we were there talking to the recruiting wren officer, a male commander came in, \u201cGreat shot, recruiting officer, new recruit in uniform and her friend asking about joining too!\u201d he exclaimed.<\/p>\n

I assured him I had no intention of joining anything requiring a uniform \u2013 thank-you very much!<\/p>\n

But he came back with his camera and told me it would just be for a photo in the \u2018Navy News\u2019. So I agreed. He asked my name and we left for our shopping trip.<\/p>\n

Imagine my horror to see the photo, and my caption, \u201cMiss Cathy Higgins, interested in joining the wrens too\u201d, on the front page of the Bristol Evening Post a couple of days later! Must have been a slow week.<\/p>\n

When I got back to work my boss said it had been very difficult for the hotel in my absence and would I train one of the receptionists on the switchboard? Naively I did, they then handed me my cards and a week\u2019s pay in lieu of notice as I was obviously not going to tell them I had applied to join the navy during my paid sick leave!<\/p>\n

My father was furious and had a very animated phone call with the recruiting office, which ended in them appealing on my behalf to the hotel, which refused to budge, even when threatened with the removal of the annual Naval dinner to a rival hotel. Incidentally, they carried out that threat!<\/p>\n

The officer said if I could get through the usual process I was welcome to try for the WRNS. I half-heartedly went along and came through all the application; I was enlisted as a Radio Operator and went to Dauntless for my initial training. HMS Dauntless was at Burghfield, near Reading.\"Vets<\/a><\/p>\n

I recently found this image, as I was told at the time that I\u00a0could have signed\u00a0on the dole, and now still proudly wear my MOD issued Armed Forces Vets badge, I\u00a0found it appropriate!<\/p>\n

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Aerial View of HMS Dauntless, now a housing estate, though plans are being made to have a Blue Plaque added to the estate to remember the history of the site!<\/p><\/div>\n

Dauntless\u00a0was the basic training establishment for new wrens until 1981 Every one of the 30,000 new entrants who spent their first month in the Service at Dauntless, remembers learning to march, polishing floors and shoes, undergoing x-rays, going into the gas chamber with, then (briefly) without a gas mask, being immunised and practising shouting their official number whilst thrusting their pay book under the Pay Writer\u2019s nose.<\/p>\n

We also learned naval slang “Jackspeak”! When we are chatting with other wrens or matelots (jackspeak for sailors) even today, we tend to lapse into it. A whole new language. Thanks to one of those who trained with me all those years ago, Jane Mackay, for sending me this photo. We ‘met’ again on one of the wrens private Facebook pages.<\/p>\n

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Theseus Division HMS Dauntless, March 1967, 3rd from the left, back row.<\/p><\/div>\n

While I was in training our Division\u00a0were asked to represent the WRNS at the ceremony in Trafalgar square when a bust of the Second World War First Sea Lord Admiral Cunningham was unveiled on 2 April by Prince Philip, Duke of Edinburgh, the Queen\u2019s husband.<\/p>\n

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In Trafalgar Square, Sue Gladden, Noddy Curry & myself (with pigeon)<\/p><\/div>\n

The idea being that we had plenty of time to train in marching up and down steps that curved from narrow to broad, we marched up and down the Reading churchyard steps, standing in for those in Trafalgar Square, numerous times, to the delight of local builders!<\/p>\n

We had our weekend leave immediately before going up to London and I proudly took my \u2018No.1\u2019 uniform home to show my family, but, out with some friends the evening I was due to return on the train, I left my bag containing my uniform \u00a0in a boy\u2019s car. When I got back to Dauntless I realised my mistake and was allowed to phone my long-suffering dad, who went to the boy\u2019s home and drove through the night to Burghfield, leaving my bag with one of the cooks, as it was 5 a.m. and they didn\u2019t want to wake me!!<\/p>\n

They placed us wrens between the Guards and the Marines and we jumped a mile every time they came to attention in their huge boots.<\/p>\n

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Another recent shot of Soberton Towers, now apartments.<\/p><\/div>\n

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Recent shot of Soberton Towers, now apartments.<\/p><\/div>\n

I loved being at \u2018Soberton Towers\u2019, the wrens quarters near Petersfield. \u00a0Where all us wren Radio Operator trainees lived.<\/p>\n

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On the IOW exped. I am the one 2nd from the left, light hair, dark jumper. 1967<\/p><\/div>\n

This photo including me, turned up recently from another long-lost wren ‘oppo’, \u00a0which is “Jackspeak” for friend, on the HMS Mercury closed\u00a0Facebook page. \u00a0You could borrow all the equipment and food you needed from stores to go off on a camping trip, known as an Exped – expedition. So 5\u00a0of us trainee Radio Operators went off to the Isle of Wight for a weekend, in dismal weather, but we had great fun, especially after we met a group of submariner matelots, also on an exped! I had posted the few photos I\u00a0had of the weekend on the HMS Mercury FB page and, to our mutual delight, Jennifer Wood recognised herself and promptly posted several shots – she is the girl in the checked shirt. \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Another exped I went on was at Easter 1967, to the Lake District. A group of matelots (including a submariner – a subby) and wrens borrowed a 10 ton truck, a lot of gear and drove to Windermere, where it snowed!<\/p>\n

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HMS Mercury Exped, Easter 1967, Windermere<\/p><\/div>\n

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The lads would come over to join us wrens at the pub near Soberton towers and we had many great times together, The White Lion , aka The Pinkie, was our closest and, like others near what used to be HMS Mercury, it now has a Blue plaque!<\/p>\n

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A group of matelots and wrens outside the Pinky, summer 1967. Me at the front on the ground.<\/p><\/div>\n

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Another pub we used a lot, The Rising Sun, was also commemorated with a blue plaque<\/p>\n

But I had problems with migraines at HMS Mercury training base and, after 6 months of training, \u00a0was given a medical change of trade to Wren Air Mechanic (Airframes & Engines), it was either that or driver and I loathed the idea of that. (I still don\u2019t like driving).<\/p>\n

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our Division, under training as Air Mechs A&E, at RNAS Arbroath, HMS Condor. Winter 67\/68<\/p><\/div>\n

So after another week’s stint at Dauntless I was off to Arbroath in Scotland for my training on the out-of-service aircraft there. There were just two girls and around 14 lads on our course, Mary was top and I came second, well we had to show the men that we could beat them at what they regarded as a male domain!<\/p>\n

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Winter at HMS Condor (Arbroath) 1967 during my 6 months training as Aircraft Mechanic<\/p><\/div>\n

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After this I was posted to the Visiting Aircraft section at Royal Naval Air Station Yeovilton, HMS Heron, in Somerset. Even Naval bases far from the sea are called \u201cships\u201d.<\/p>\n

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Thanks to Roger Aylett , who I am sure was on my right when this photo was taken at Yeovilton on Xmas Day 1968. It turned up today almost 50 years later!<\/p><\/div>\n

I really enjoyed my time there as my dad had always said \u201cnever volunteer\u201d, so I volunteered for anything going of course. Though I let myself down badly when I hitched a ride in a De Havilland Sea Vampire , lost consciousness as we did a few ‘gentle’ aerobatics and had to lifted from the cockpit by the crash crew! One of my memories was of Christmas 1968. That is when I remember us few still manning RNAS Yeovilton, as the rest were on leave, and being driven up and down the main runway on a fire engine, afterwards we all went back to the Fire\/Crash building for rum tots. To my delight and astonishment, today, 1st November 2018, 50 years ago now, this photo was passed on to me by a mutual Facebook friend, one of the Crash crew, on my right!!<\/p>\n

They were looking for a wren to spend the summer weekends of 1968 flying in the Whirlwind SAR helicopter on demonstrations at various country shows, air days etc. The crew would place me in an inflatable dingy on the grass and then fly away, I would fire off a flare, the heli would return to \u2018rescue\u2019 me, great fun. The crowds enjoyed the last of the three \u2018lifts\u2019 when I was \u201cunconscious\u201d and the crewman had to be winched down and wrap himself and the gear around me to lift me up to safety. As he was my then boy-friend the crowd were delighted when I got a kiss on the way up!<\/p>\n

I remember in July flying over the terrible floods in the village of Pensford, Somerset, where the main A37 road was blocked as the bridge was swept away.<\/p>\n

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Cossack Mess girls (me in greatcoat)<\/p><\/div>\n

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Three of us WRNS delivered presents to a local school (I am in the middle)<\/p><\/div>\n

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I was really proud to be qualified to maintain the Swordfish & to fly in it several times<\/p><\/div>\n

We were trained on many types of aircraft at \u2018Visiting Aircraft Section\u2019, where I worked. I was most proud of my certificate to maintain the Swordfish, flying to the aircraft factory at Filton, Bristol, in it for their air day, and another time, seated in the back hanging onto the rear-gunner\u2019s flying suit as he stood up to salute the new Captain of HMS Heron when he arrived and we did a low slow fly past. Our pilot \u201cCrash\u201d Evans was a little concerned as the Phantoms flew in at the same time and, afterburners on, roared vertically upwards almost directly above us, we made a distinct lurch towards the ground and the wooden airframe creaked in protest! She is still flying under the care of Navy Wings\u00a0<\/a>.<\/p>\n

I qualified and\/or worked on the Hunter, Canberra, Blackburn Buccaneer , Sea Prince, Devon, Wasp, Westland Whirlwind, Tiger Moth, Vulcan bomber, Lightening, Red Arrows\u2019 Gnat (the smallest) and the USA\u2019s MAC Globemaster (the largest). There were many more that I can no longer remember the name of.<\/p>\n

Among visitors I welcomed Petula Clarke (filming \u2018Goodbye Mr Chips\u2019) and a certain Lt. C.Windsor who flew in as a student pilot. Now known as Prince Charles of course.<\/p>\n

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Petula Clark in a Phantom 1968, she was filming Good Bye Mr Chips at Sherbourne and used Yeovilton to fly in from her home in France.<\/p><\/div>\n

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Yeovilton. Late1960’s and 1970’s. Wrens Quarters were at the back on the right<\/p><\/div>\n

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Yeovilton modern aerial view the yellow is where the Wrennery used to be, no wonder they woke us up when the took off from 09<\/p><\/div>\n

My family lived in Bristol. So when a notice went up on the boards, in September 1968,\u00a0 asking for a volunteer to work at Filton for a month helping with the Concorde project, I jumped at the chance! This futuristic aircraft was being build partly there and partly in France.<\/p>\n

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Blackburn Buccaneer<\/p><\/div>\n

To help with the design of a crash net suitable for the end of the runway for Concorde, in case it was needed during the test flights, the FAA was loaning a Buccaneer jet and crew, for the tests, because it had the closest Delta shape to Concorde.<\/p>\n

My job was to do all the daily checks etc on the Buccaneer.<\/p>\n

I stayed with my parents, and travelled to Filton each day wearing my smart uniform, which earned some interesting remarks on the bus.<\/p>\n

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Wren Kate at work – \u00a0Yeovilton<\/p><\/div>\n

But they were nothing compared to the comments from the lads when I arrived at the Brabazon hangar, where my aircraft was parked in front of the nose of the brand new Concorde. The looks were priceless on the apprentices\u2019 faces when I came out of the Ladies in my overalls and started work – climbing into the Buccaneer’s air intakes to check the compressor blades.<\/p>\n

They weren’t used to seeing girls doing much technical work and I had a few problems when they climbed into the cockpit and refused to leave.<\/p>\n

I soon put a stop to this by pointing out that they were sitting in a rocket-propelled ejector seat that could shoot them straight up to the metal roof at 90 feet a second.<\/p>\n

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My Concorde hangar pass ‘The Brabazon hangar’. I got into trouble as I lost my original one and was given this replacement for the last few days.<\/p><\/div>\n

Once I had the aircraft ready, the crew would fly up from HMS Heron in Yeovilton to take it up for as many flights as necessary, and I was responsible for refuelling and maintenance work.<\/p>\n

The Buccaneer was parked in front of Concorde, and I was called over the tannoy system at lunchtime one day to man its brakes while it was towed out of the way to let the new plane out for its first photo-shoot with the gathered world\u2019s press!<\/p>\n

We Royal Navy folk were given a guided tour of Concorde – we were led through and all over the plane while one of the foremen extolled her virtues like a proud father.<\/p>\n

I still like to drop the remark into conversations involving memorable episodes in our lives; “I have walked on Concorde’s wings you know”. Well of course it was in a hangar!<\/p>\n

At Filton, we used to eat with the pilots and the day before they all left for the first test-flight at Toulouse, which was planned for 1 March; our navy pilot told them it was my birthday on 2 March.<\/p>\n

One of the French workers said ‘We shall delay Concorde’s first flight for you; it shall be our birthday present to you!’<\/p>\n

In the end there was bad weather on 1 March, so I got my birthday present!<\/p>\n

A few years later when my husband, a Dutch pilot, was working for KLM, he would often say: ‘I was parked next to Concorde at Heathrow today – I said hello to her for you’, though we could never afford to fly in her.<\/p>\n

I never dreamed then that on 24th<\/sup> October 2003 I would be standing in front of those huge Brabazon hangar doors again, as they slid open I walked into the cavernous space and spoke, unscripted, about how I felt, then and today, about the beginning and end of Concorde, almost forgetting the BBC Breakfast TV\u2019s microphones and cameras trained on me. The reporter John Kay was jubilant when he saw tears welling up in my eyes!<\/p>\n

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BBC photo of me in the FAA Museum, Yeovilton, “my” grey Hunter is below me on the left.<\/p><\/div>\n

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To my surprise, much of the story was based around the life and experiences of a Wren aircraft mechanic named \u201cKate\u201d who was attached to work on Concorde at Filton in 1969! They even sent me to the Fleet Air Arm Museum, also based at Yeovilton, to take some publicity shots of me with Concorde, which included a Hunter aircraft, which I had worked on,\u00a0 directly beneath me.<\/p>\n

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Thanks again to Phil Glover for recently sending me this item. and the image of the stickers.<\/p><\/div>\n

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Miss Fly Navy with my floating Phantom<\/p><\/div>\n

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Stratford-upon-Avon – photo Lionel A Smith<\/p><\/div>\n

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Our Yeovilton Ship’s Daily Orders had\u00a0featured a cartoon character called \u201cPhantom Phred\u201d since the aircraft arrived and that summer he suddenly acquired a cartoon girl-friend \u2013 \u201cPhantom Phemale\u201d, with news\u00a0of her canoe club events. \u00a0We won several carnivals that summer! Another interesting part of my time at Yeovilton was that I had joined the canoe club, they had a model Phantom built, about 14 foot long, we started to go to water carnivals with the Phantom mounted on a canoe and towed by the lads, with me perched on top, in shorts, a top and (not sure who suggested it) a banner saying \u201cFly Navy\u201d on it! One memory is of us floating along the River Avon, in Stratford-on-Avon, on a lovely summer evening, past the Theatre, where the cast of the current Shakespeare play were on the balcony during their intermission and being bowed to by Henry VIII who even doffed his cap at me.<\/p>\n

I am not sure which came first, the canoe club, Miss Fly Navy, the London to New York Air Race?<\/p>\n

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Stratford photos from Lionel A Smith RNAS Yeovilton canoe club<\/p><\/div>\n

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Yeovilton canoe club escorted and towed the Phantom Phemale! Thanks to Lionel A Smith for these long-lost shots.<\/p><\/div>\n

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I was putting up with a lot of teasing from the lads watching this photo-shoot! Phantoms are big when you sit on top of them!<\/p><\/div>\n

But our Phantoms from Yeovilton broke the world record three times running with our superior Rolls Royce engines, the company were so pleased they presented a Rolls Royce car to 892 squadron for their use for a year in recognition! I had my photo taken posed in front of the car with the Phantoms in the background; it was in The Illustrated London News\u00a0at\u00a0the time. (Photo is at the top of this age).<\/p>\n

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Yeovilton Canoe Club also won on land! Well, we were 2nd at Hamble Carnival<\/p><\/div>\n

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Senior Pilot and Observer of 767 squadron, Phantoms, (they adopted me as a mascot!<\/p><\/div>\n

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Article from “Navy News” August 1969. Thanks to Phil Glover for sending me this one recently!<\/p><\/div>\n

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The highlight for me was being asked (ordered) to open the Air Day 1969, perched on my Phantom, which was fixed to a trolley usually used for ammo I believe, towed by a tractor along the main runway, waving to the crowds!<\/p>\n

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A personal note; In August 1968 we were told that a Dutch squadron of Grumman Trackers (anti-submarine bombers) were coming to us for two weeks to take part in a Nato exercise and would be here for that Air Day. We were asked to help further Anglo-Dutch relations, so, after fixing a pilot\u2019s oil filter as soon as they arrived I ended up marrying Sgt Pilot Kees van Zoen in December 1969 and leaving the WRNS to live in Holland for the next 19 years. Kees transferred to the Dutch SAR helicopters and then left to fly with KLM Helikopters to the oil rigs, before moving over to KLM passenger fixed wing aircraft.<\/p>\n

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After his sudden death in 1988 I and my 2 sons moved back to England. I remarried in 2002.<\/p>\n

I had loaned a lot of photographs and press cuttings of my wrens time to the FAA Museum some years ago, and had written to ask for them back last year…. they were having trouble finding them . They have still not turned up.<\/p>\n

I then exchanged a couple of emails about this with Lt Carolyn Jones, the FAA Public Relations officer. Who knew nothing about there ever having been a “Miss Fly Navy”, like many Naval institutions it just sort of grew unofficially!<\/p>\n

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Airday poster, Yeovilton 2009<\/p><\/div>\n

But I was very surprised to get a phone call from her\u00a0 asking if I would come down to their 100 years of the FAA Air Day as the guest of RNAS Yeovilton, together with my husband of 7 years, Rob.<\/p>\n

The last Yeovilton Air Day I attended was the one I opened in 1969!<\/p>\n

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We were invited guests of the Navy at Airday, RNAS Yeovilton, 2009<\/p><\/div>\n

This time I had difficulty working out exactly where things like hangars, control tower and the Visiting Aircraft section (where I worked as an aircraft mechanic) had all been, so much has changed.<\/p>\n

I usually say yes to requests that promise an interesting time and we duly received complimentary tickets and car park passes for the Press Enclosure.<\/p>\n

We stayed in a great B & B right near the airfield, Hawks House. We stood out in the garden on the Friday evening and watched several of the aircraft fly in. We were all thrilled that when the Vulcan arrived it did several \u201ctouch and goes\u201d, touching down and taking off immediately, applying power to those mighty engines, putting on a mini display for all the people who the crew know were watching them arrive. As they unfortunately could not fly on the Saturday at least some of us got to have the pleasure of seeing them fly!<\/p>\n

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Red Arrows flypast at the 2009 Yeovilton airday<\/p><\/div>\n

visiting aircraft was, the larger, heavier aircraft could not park there. So when a Vulcan or even a MAC (USA) Globemaster was expected one of us WRNS from Visiting Aircraft would get on our bikes and cycle over to the large \u201cdispersal\u201d area, to marshal them in and do any work required.<\/p>\n

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de Havilland Sea Vixen – 6 taking off in formation wakes the heaviest sleepers!<\/p><\/div>\n

Hearing the \u2018roar with a whine\u2019 sound of the Vixen flying really brought the memories flooding back and made my pulse race. The Wrens quarters were near the end of the runway and when the display team of Vixens – \u2018Simon\u2019s Circus\u2019 – took off the sound was unimaginable, especially if you had been on late duty and were trying to sleep!<\/p>\n

On Christmas day 1968 most of the Yeovilton people were away on leave. I have a vivid memory of a crowd of us who were the skeleton crew, sitting on a fire engine, driving up and down the main runway before retiring to the Naafi for lunch, including some rum someone had hoarded! Wouldn\u2019t be allowed these days!<\/p>\n

The issue of rum is not the only change I know has happened at Yeovilton and throughout the Navy. Most of the fixed wing aircraft are gone and it seemed strange to see female officers and ratings as Royal Navy personnel, not as WRNS, with their distinctive uniform, titles etc. The fact that in my day the women did not go to sea nor were under navy regulations and discipline seemed good to me, though, having got to know women of the Royal Navy who have been in recently, I have slowly changed my mind on that, and actually find myself regretting the missed opportunities.<\/p>\n

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All my wrens badges, the white one still has oil on it from my overalls. I no longer had my blue trade badges, but was able to order replacements from the brilliant website Forever Jack\/Forever Jenny<\/a><\/p><\/div>\n

I also wonder how modern naval personnel cope with issues of physical differences when it comes to carrying out their work. For instance, one of our daily jobs was doing the routine maintenance on the Hunter training aircraft. This entailed various different jobs, when the mechanic had to crawl up the tailpipe to check the temperature gauges and other parts, the lads would often ask us girls, with our narrower shoulders, to do this for them, whereas they would lug around the heavy oxygen tanks for us.\u00a0 We were also often asked to do the fiddly delicate<\/p>\n

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jobs such as working through a tiny opening to undo screws that you could not see. Dropping a screw or tool inside the aircraft was a big disaster as it could not fly till the elusive object had been found, which could entail demolishing part of the aircraft to retrieve it. It did not make you popular!<\/p>\n

I enjoyed my years in the WRNS very much and would recommend it to anyone looking for a worthwhile career. Though now, of course, women are members of the Royal Navy.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I am a member of the Association Of Wrens .\u00a0<\/a>\u00a0 There are many Wrens pages on Facebook. But you will have to show proof you have been a wren\/RN lady to join! Our most senior members served in 1944, a huge range of ages and experiences, but we have our formative years in the service to bind us together.<\/p>\n

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Alnwick Remembrance 2013. Photo Jane Coltman<\/p><\/div>\n

Through discussions on the wrens FB page I ended up marching with the current and ex forces on Remembrance Sunday 2013 and laying a wreath at Alnwick War Memorial on behalf of the Association of Wrens. Very moving and a relief to discover, after 44 years, that I can still march in step! \"Wrens<\/a><\/p>\n

I also marched in November 2014 and 2015<\/p>\n

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The Association of Wrens<\/a> is preparing for the centenary of the service in 2017. This is a link\u00a0https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/wrns100\/?fref=ts\u00a0<\/a>\u00a0\u00a0I am booked to go to our special reunion, though there will be events all through the year. It is also 50 years since my division joined up.<\/p>\n

Also through the Wrens and The Wrennery<\/a> Facebook pages, I managed to meet up with 8 ex-wrens\/RN ladies last year, and several since, though none served with me, some are even young enough to be my daughters, we clicked immediately and had so much to talk about.<\/p>\n

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Some of us North East Jenny Wrens had a reunion last year.<\/p><\/div>\n

This was a NE Wrens reunion in Newcastle last year, on the left.<\/p>\n

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This year I hope to meet more, especially when we are away on holiday in other parts of the UK.<\/p>\n

\"RNA<\/a>\u00a0I have joined the Royal Naval Association<\/a>. Their slogan is Once\u00a0 Navy, always Navy. That is so true.<\/p>\n

\"WRNS<\/a>This sticker above is from Forever Jack\/Forever Jenny <\/a><\/p>\n

UPDATE<\/strong> – As it was the Centenary of the founding of the WRNS last year, I organised through a Facebook pa\"\"<\/a>ge, that 100+ War Memorials at home and abroad, had at least one Woman of the Royal Navy laying a wreath to commemorate those wrens who gave their all for our country. This photo on the left is the Facebook cover photo for that page, still live, “100 Memorial WRNS Wreaths”\u00a0\u00a0<\/a>This year I, and many others, will be marching and laying our wreaths again.<\/p>\n

Due to masses of spam I am sorry but I have had to disable the contact to myself on these pages. However, \u00a0my Facebook name is\u00a0Catherine Davies van Zoen.<\/p>\n

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