Yeah, I saw that. Just wondered if anyone had attended recently and knew what the day entailed?
If it’s anything like it was in the past, a group of blokes (AW’s are nearly all blokes) dressed in uniform sludgy brown and green turn up at a venue in a variety of dirty and blood-spattered 4x4’s.
They make their way to the room, avoiding eye contact and sitting as far apart as possible. They eye each other suspiciously. Occasionally a new person walks into the room, looks aghast at the assembled throng, and then searches for a suitably isolated vacant seat. Eventually there are enough people in the room that they will all be sitting directly next to someone else.
At this point conversation can no longer be avoided, and quiet chatter will break out, mostly based on a variation of stalking Top Trumps (“how much ground have you got?”, “how many deer do you shoot?”, “when did you do your DSC2?”, etc.)
Then someone from DMQ arrives, fires up PowerPoint, and takes the audience through the AW briefing deck.
There is much coffee drunk, both before and during the presentation, though the latter is often accompanied by the sound of breath being sucked sharply through teeth.
After the presentation there is time for Q&A. Someone asks a question, and the rest of the audience is divided between those who shake their heads in disbelief at the absolute naivety of the question, and those who scrabble frantically through the handout of the briefing to find the answer.
The chap from DMQ (it is always chaps) asks the audience if anyone knows the answer. One of the disbelievers pipes up confidently - the answer they give is wrong. Everyone now scrabbles frantically through the briefing document, then nod knowingly once the correct answer is pointed out.
No-one asks any other questions.
At the end, the audience is duly briefed, and ready to become AW’s. They depart, never to be seen again.
Then again it may be completely different these days!