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| Right: Team members (all 42nd Entry) were A.A.s Clarke, Green, Taylor, Whelan, and Williams photo.) All were Clerks Secretarial.photo.) All were Clerks Secretarial. |
| Left: Ten Tors 61C – The team of both Suppliers and Clerks Secretarial comprised A.A. Milsom (Team leader), A.A’s Hanifin, Parry, A.A. Hoggarth of the 42nd Entry. |
| Left: seated; John Nash (38th), bowling Nigel Cole (42nd) |
| Right: back row left; John Nash (38th): 3rd left; Nicholls (42nd) Others in photo are not ex back row left; John Nash (38th): 3rd left; Apps, but include back row 2nd left SAC Nigel Cole (42nd): front row far right; Viv Tony Kiakowski; far right Sgt Joe Faulkner: front row 2nd right Sgt Tony Devito |
| Right: (blue shirt); Viv Nicholls (42nd) other non apps are SAC Tony Kiakowski and Sgt Joe Faulkner (Air Movs) |
| Left: blue shirt (turned away from camera); Nigel Cole (42nd): centre blue shirt arms folded; Viv Nicholls (42nd): centre blue striped shirt; John Nash (38th) |
| Bowling Photos Courtesy of John Nash 38th |
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| Multam A Parvo |
| The Late Desmond Hitch An Obituary By Mike Hamill (40th) |
Des died on 23rd July 2011, after a long illness.
I first met him in January 1961 when the 42nd Entry arrived at Bircham Newton; although, being 40th Entry I didn’t really get to know him until much later/
He was born in Northern Ireland into a military family. His father was a major in the South Wales Borderers and his great grandfather Private Fredrick
Hitch won the VC at the defence of Rourke’s Drift.
Along with his father, mother, three brothers and a sister he did tours in Germany, Singapore, Hong Kong and Towyn in Wales. There he met his great
friend Mike Hopkins (42nd), whose father was an officer in the Queens Surrey Regt. For some reason the two of them decided to join the RAF as
Administrative Apprentices.
After graduation as J/T, Des was posted to RAF Tengah, there he was soon joined by Mike Hopkins, now also a J/T.
In early December 1962 the Brunei revolution broke out. They were both in the ‘Astra’ when supply SNCO’s came looking for Suppliers to accompany the
Squadron detachments to North Borneo. Des was lucky, Mike was in the aisle seat. Mike was awarded one of the few GSM ‘Borneo’ after the revolt was
crushed.
I arrived in Tengah in June 1963 and was billeted in ‘Ward’ block, a new building with 4 to a room. The other occupants were Des, Mike and ‘Postie’ (the
Postal Clerk) It wasn’t long before we three were known as the ‘Three Musketeers’ or the ‘Law Firm’ – Hitch, Hopkins and Hamill.
The escalating trouble between Indonesia and Malaysia seemed distant; Singapore was an excellent posting. The city was 30 minutes away by cheap
taxi. We took full advantage of the air-conditioned luxuries there can’t have been many better places for three young men!
Sports facilities at Tengah were excellent; Des excelled at both swimming and rugby, and managed to avoid injury.
The ‘Indonesian confrontation’ got more serious and detachments from Tengah were sent to Labuan and Kuching together with Suppliers on 5 weekly
intervals. We had the rough with the smooth each having to do detachments.
All good things come to an end and back we went to the UK, Mike to Newton, Des to Tangmere and me – ‘Stalag 16' (Stafford).
As happens we lost touch, although he did turn up at my wedding in 1967 – on the pillion of a friend’s motor bike.
In 1970 my RAF career ended and I got a job with Airworks at the Royal Saudi Air Force Base at Riyadh. In October 1973 who should walk into the small
library I ran but Des! We enjoyed our time in Saudi, I could write a book about our ‘adventures’
Des used to return to the UK, where he stayed with his old friends Jeff and Sally Daniels. I accompanied him on one of these visits. The first evening he
insisted we went to the Commodore Hotel. He liked the barmaid! She was Janet and became his partner and they remained together in a deep and loving
relationship for the next 36 years.
Des moved jobs from Riyadh to Ras Tanora on the Gulf. Facilities there weren’t good and when he eventually returned for good in 1976 he looked thin and
exhausted, that job had taken its toll on him.
During this time we had bought houses fairly close to each other and we used to meet at least twice a week to enjoy our squash, swimming etc. He was
my best man when I married my second wife, Patti and he and Janet became our children’s’ godparents.
Just before his 39th birthday it was discovered that he had a serious heart complaint. Squash was off the menu but we still went out every week for the
next 25 years.
Patti and I moved to Sherborne in 2008 Des and I kept in touch by phone and I was able to take him to a couple of reunions, which he really enjoyed.
I spoke to him less than 2 weeks before he went into hospital for the last time and he maintained his sense of humour to the end.
A celebration of his life was arranged by Janet at Poole Crematorium her eulogy in praise of Dennis, which was read by the padre, was inspired and
moving. He could not have had a better epitaph.
I will miss him; we will all miss him.
I first met him in January 1961 when the 42nd Entry arrived at Bircham Newton; although, being 40th Entry I didn’t really get to know him until much later/
He was born in Northern Ireland into a military family. His father was a major in the South Wales Borderers and his great grandfather Private Fredrick
Hitch won the VC at the defence of Rourke’s Drift.
Along with his father, mother, three brothers and a sister he did tours in Germany, Singapore, Hong Kong and Towyn in Wales. There he met his great
friend Mike Hopkins (42nd), whose father was an officer in the Queens Surrey Regt. For some reason the two of them decided to join the RAF as
Administrative Apprentices.
After graduation as J/T, Des was posted to RAF Tengah, there he was soon joined by Mike Hopkins, now also a J/T.
In early December 1962 the Brunei revolution broke out. They were both in the ‘Astra’ when supply SNCO’s came looking for Suppliers to accompany the
Squadron detachments to North Borneo. Des was lucky, Mike was in the aisle seat. Mike was awarded one of the few GSM ‘Borneo’ after the revolt was
crushed.
I arrived in Tengah in June 1963 and was billeted in ‘Ward’ block, a new building with 4 to a room. The other occupants were Des, Mike and ‘Postie’ (the
Postal Clerk) It wasn’t long before we three were known as the ‘Three Musketeers’ or the ‘Law Firm’ – Hitch, Hopkins and Hamill.
The escalating trouble between Indonesia and Malaysia seemed distant; Singapore was an excellent posting. The city was 30 minutes away by cheap
taxi. We took full advantage of the air-conditioned luxuries there can’t have been many better places for three young men!
Sports facilities at Tengah were excellent; Des excelled at both swimming and rugby, and managed to avoid injury.
The ‘Indonesian confrontation’ got more serious and detachments from Tengah were sent to Labuan and Kuching together with Suppliers on 5 weekly
intervals. We had the rough with the smooth each having to do detachments.
All good things come to an end and back we went to the UK, Mike to Newton, Des to Tangmere and me – ‘Stalag 16' (Stafford).
As happens we lost touch, although he did turn up at my wedding in 1967 – on the pillion of a friend’s motor bike.
In 1970 my RAF career ended and I got a job with Airworks at the Royal Saudi Air Force Base at Riyadh. In October 1973 who should walk into the small
library I ran but Des! We enjoyed our time in Saudi, I could write a book about our ‘adventures’
Des used to return to the UK, where he stayed with his old friends Jeff and Sally Daniels. I accompanied him on one of these visits. The first evening he
insisted we went to the Commodore Hotel. He liked the barmaid! She was Janet and became his partner and they remained together in a deep and loving
relationship for the next 36 years.
Des moved jobs from Riyadh to Ras Tanora on the Gulf. Facilities there weren’t good and when he eventually returned for good in 1976 he looked thin and
exhausted, that job had taken its toll on him.
During this time we had bought houses fairly close to each other and we used to meet at least twice a week to enjoy our squash, swimming etc. He was
my best man when I married my second wife, Patti and he and Janet became our children’s’ godparents.
Just before his 39th birthday it was discovered that he had a serious heart complaint. Squash was off the menu but we still went out every week for the
next 25 years.
Patti and I moved to Sherborne in 2008 Des and I kept in touch by phone and I was able to take him to a couple of reunions, which he really enjoyed.
I spoke to him less than 2 weeks before he went into hospital for the last time and he maintained his sense of humour to the end.
A celebration of his life was arranged by Janet at Poole Crematorium her eulogy in praise of Dennis, which was read by the padre, was inspired and
moving. He could not have had a better epitaph.
I will miss him; we will all miss him.
Thanks To Ian Dennis (41st Entry) For Providing These Two Pictures of the Apprentice School Continuity Drill Team consisting (he thinks) of members of the 41st and 42nd entries. They gave continuity drill displays at RAF Coltishall Battle of Britain Open Day and the Royal Norfolk Show, and appeared briefly on Anglia TV at the latter display. |