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The Prairie Flyer - No. 32 SFTS (RAF) Moose Jaw Saskatchewan 

In this vignette, we present a couple of pages from the Prairie Flyer - Christmas 1942, station magazine of No. 32 Service Flying Training School in Moose Jaw Saskatchewan. No. 32 SFTS was a Royal Air Force school which is relfected somewhat in the articles which contain a few English eccentricities. As the graphics don't show well, they have been transcribed.
 How to Live in the Air Force – In One Easy Lesson

On learning recently that a friend of mine was about to join the Air Force, I decided to send him (together with the usual expression of sympathy) some general advice on conduct in the hope it might help to smooth the rocky path ahead of him. It was the most one could in the sad circumstances.
          If those of you who have friends or brothers coming into the Service would care to pass on the same advice to them, here it is in tabloid form:

(1) Never wear a trilby hat with your uniform. It is considered bad taste.

(2) Never wear a red tie on parade. It may be thought to have a political significance.

(3) Never walk out of camp without calling at the guardroom first. The guardroom may have an important message for you.

(4) Never forget, if you want your breakfast in bed, to order it the evening before. This saves the cookhouse a lot of trouble.

(5) Never slap an officer on the back with "What-ho, twerp!" "Hallo" is considered much better etiquette.

(6) Never sing on early morning parade. Singing may wake up the others.

(7) Never offer the Accounts Officer a tip when you are paid. An Accounts Officer can get all the money he needs without a tip.

(8) Never take a week off without first telling Headquarters that you are going. Unreported absences only cause bother in handling the mail.

(9) Never exhibit your girl-friend's photogt"aph too prominently. She may be a girl-friend of one of the officers as well.

(10) Never bring your girl-friend into the billet. It is always possible that someone taking a shower will find he has forgotten the soap.

(11) Never address the C.O. as "Groupie". He may be a Wing-Commander.

(12) Never bring beer or spirits into the billet. You will have none left for yourself.

(13) Never tell the Sergeant Discipline.in public what you think of him. Lead him aside and tell him privately.

(14) Never use swear words when talking to the padre. He may not know they are swear words and come to use them himself.

If your friend, or brother, abides by these simple rules, he will have an intersting career in the Air Force and a wealth of memories when war is over.

J.H.M.

Bits and Pieces
  
Erk: I went out with a girl from the schools last night.
Friend: Teacher?
Erk: No, it wasn't necessary.
This is a Trilby hat!
A cricket-team arrived at the ground where they were to play, and found themselves a man short. There was nobody around on the field, except a horse. So the captain approached him, explained their position, and said : "Would you mind playing for us?’’
            "No," said the horse. "I'll be delighted."
           They felt that it would be best to put the horse in first, not knowing how he would shape. To their amazement, he scored a century; at the close of play, the horse was still in, and the score was so good that the captain decided to declare the innings.
           Afterward he approached the horse, and explained that the man he was replacing was also a marvelous bowler. He said: "I wonder would you mind going in first tomorrow to bowl?"
           "No," said the .horse. "I wouldn't dream of it."
           "Why not?" asked the captain.
            "Well," the horse replied, "who ever heard of a horse bowling?"


My brother was a deep-sea diver, and he met a terrible death. One day he was a long way down; a mermaid went by, and he raised his hat.


When the cat's away; she's usually having a hell of a good time.


A diver was working on a wreck. After he had been down some time, he found the air supply was becoming insufficient, so he tugged on a rope which rang a bell on the deck, to tell the crew of it. Meanwhile, the boat started to sink. One of the crew ran to the diving apparatus when the bell rang.
           "Whars the matter?" he yelled into the diver's speaking tube.
           "Pull me up, pull me up! My air supply is giving out."
           "Don't worry, old boy. We're coming down."


           ".Who are you shoving?"
           "I don't know. What's your name?"


They gave my mother-in-law a swell funeral. It took flve men to carry the beer.


Two drunks were having a conversation. "When I was very small," said one, "I was terribly, terribly ill.''
           "Poor O'l chap," said the other. "Did you live?"
           "Live!" was the reply. "You should see me now!"


One of the white-feather distributing ladies was in the country. She went to a farm, and saw a man there milking a cow.,.
           "My man," she said, "you shouldn't be there. You should be at the front." 
           “Bain't no milk that end."
  
In countries of the British Empire, since the 1700s and through World War II, men who were not enlisted in the army during war, were considered to be cowards and were presented with a white feather by radicals who felt this way.
 
We knew a man whose studies were pursued, but never effectively overtaken.