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Cont: Luton Airport Car Park Fire IV

The 'top secret' missives* sent out by my father's RAF Wing Commander were simply marked, 'Confidential'.

Is this the, "We did it this way when I was a little girl," defense we predicted?

You said the identity of the vehicle was "classified." When pressed, you did not plead cynicism. Instead you provided what you evidently believed was supporting documentation for the claim. Only when it became apparent that everyone else knew about this—and you didn't—did you backpedal and claim you were just being "sardonic." And now you're in your typical face-saving mode: the one in which you claim you knew something about this all along, although not in any sort of conventional or testable way.

Literally everything about your conspiracy theory is something you claim to understand, but about which you are demonstrably ignorant. There is nothing suspicious at all, once we remove your frantic handwaving and attention-seeking from the equation.
 
I can't see why the information cannot be released, given it is conventional in the British media to provide it as a matter of course, along the same lines as revealing age and gender of the various individual subjects of their news items. It's not something normally covered by privacy laws. Beds F&R Service has confirmed it was an accidental fire so it is not as if there is a crime scene which would trigger a news blackout, whilst under police investigation, as per press code of conduct.

Why do you need it? What decision point will this drive you to?
 
The 'top secret' missives* sent out by my father's RAF Wing Commander were simply marked, 'Confidential'.

*This was understood as being that it was strictly not for dissemination or publication, nor for the eyes of the hoi-polloi. These days every superlative has to be embellished. But back then, an absolute was an absolute. Or as one might say today, 'Very absolutely absolute'.

Notandum: it is possible - even probable - there were missives even more confidential not for his eyes.
I find it amazing that you have this history with your father and yet are so utterly incapable on this topic.
 
Why do you need to know what the make and model of the vehicle was? It's not as if there is any doubt that it was a conventional diesel.

As you can see, she needs something to look suspicious. There isn't anything in the record that is actually suspicious, so she has to make something up in order to keep her conspiracy theory afloat in a sea of contravening evidence.
 
The 'top secret' missives* sent out by my father's RAF Wing Commander were simply marked, 'Confidential'.

*This was understood as being that it was strictly not for dissemination or publication, nor for the eyes of the hoi-polloi. These days every superlative has to be embellished. But back then, an absolute was an absolute. Or as one might say today, 'Very absolutely absolute'.

Notandum: it is possible - even probable - there were missives even more confidential not for his eyes.

Yeeeeees, and I have pointed out several times what the current, including the relevant time frame, terminology is.

It does not matter what Tally Ho Cabbage Crates Coming Over The Briny Wingco Biggles wrote or stamped on anything.

There is current terminology and "classified" is not part of it.
 
Yeeeeees, and I have pointed out several times what the current, including the relevant time frame, terminology is.

It does not matter what Tally Ho Cabbage Crates Coming Over The Briny Wingco Biggles wrote or stamped on anything.

There is current terminology and "classified" is not part of it.


I have it on good authority from a dead Scotsman that there's an old Scottish designation of "classified".



May contain traces of sardony.
 
I have it on good authority from a dead Scotsman that there's an old Scottish designation of "classified".



May contain traces of sardony.

Is that as in "I'll classify you into the middle of next week if you divven't haad yer wisht!" ?

Any resemblance to any cultural stereotype is purely in the something of the something, as an old Irish guy told me outside a shop in Béal Átha an Dá Chab back in 1980 when I lived in that part of the world.
 
The 'top secret' missives* sent out by my father's RAF Wing Commander were simply marked, 'Confidential'.

*This was understood as being that it was strictly not for dissemination or publication, nor for the eyes of the hoi-polloi. These days every superlative has to be embellished. But back then, an absolute was an absolute. Or as one might say today, 'Very absolutely absolute'.

Notandum: it is possible - even probable - there were missives even more confidential not for his eyes.

If you saw something that wasn't marked TOP SECRET, it wasn't.
 
If you saw something that wasn't marked TOP SECRET, it wasn't.

But that's for all the other RAF wings. In Vixen's quaint little corner of the Royal Air Force, "top secret missives" were casually tossed about, to be perused by officers' daughters or perhaps made into fans or paper boats. None of the markings actually meant what they said. You know: standard Vixenworld, where everything is exactly the way nothing else in the rest of the world is.
 
But that's for all the other RAF wings. In Vixen's quaint little corner of the Royal Air Force, "top secret missives" were casually tossed about, to be perused by officers' daughters or perhaps made into fans or paper boats. None of the markings actually meant what they said. You know: standard Vixenworld, where everything is exactly the way nothing else in the rest of the world is.

You may have hit upon an new concept here.

Is Vixenworld actually Bizzaro world?

It would explain a 'scientist' that doesn't have a science degree, an 'accountant' that doesn't know what a blind trust is, a 'post-graduate' that didn't get a post-graduate degree, etc.

Maybe it's some kind of crack in space time and we're getting messages from another realm.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bizarro_World
 
As you can see, she needs something to look suspicious. There isn't anything in the record that is actually suspicious, so she has to make something up in order to keep her conspiracy theory afloat in a sea of contravening evidence.
It's like the old 911 Trutherism, all over again.
 
Is this the, "We did it this way when I was a little girl," defense we predicted?

You said the identity of the vehicle was "classified." When pressed, you did not plead cynicism. Instead you provided what you evidently believed was supporting documentation for the claim. Only when it became apparent that everyone else knew about this—and you didn't—did you backpedal and claim you were just being "sardonic." And now you're in your typical face-saving mode: the one in which you claim you knew something about this all along, although not in any sort of conventional or testable way.

Literally everything about your conspiracy theory is something you claim to understand, but about which you are demonstrably ignorant. There is nothing suspicious at all, once we remove your frantic handwaving and attention-seeking from the equation.

Before I was born, actually. So wrong guess again.
 
You may have hit upon an new concept here.

Is Vixenworld actually Bizzaro world?

It would explain a 'scientist' that doesn't have a science degree, an 'accountant' that doesn't know what a blind trust is, a 'post-graduate' that didn't get a post-graduate degree, etc.

Maybe it's some kind of crack in space time and we're getting messages from another realm.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bizarro_World

Sorry, is that your self-description there?
 

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