In the 1980’s I was a Flight Lieutenant air traffic controller at RAAF Base Williamtown, just north of Newcastle, New South Wales. The base was headquarters to Squadrons of Mirage fighters and played host to visits from a number of countries who also, from time to time, brought their fighter jets to engage our Top Guns and use our local air weapons range.
It was a very busy and noisy place.
We used to fly training missions basically Monday to Friday, with civilian movements most of the weekend.
For some time every Friday afternoon the switchboard would put a call through to the Control Tower and a person, who never identified themselves, would ask if we had “definitely finished flying” for the day. It was a little strange but we thought nothing of it.
Now I can tell you what was really going on… Continue reading