These pictures were taken during a revisit of the camp, some years after the passout of 139's, in a fit of nostalgia.
Wendover is a large village next to the camp and had 'tolerated' its neighbour graciously for many years. No doubt the legions of trainees swamped the local culture, but then the village must have gained some great economic benefits generated.
Local youths would occasionally set upon RAF trainees as they walked to the camp or around the village on a night. It was a risk walking back after getting a late night train home. We were supposedly forbidden from fighting back - but then on a number of occasions following an attack, we'd round up friends from our flight and head down to the village in a fleet of cars ready to identify and punish the culprits!