We've been up to the local airfield open day again. Su had a nice ice cream and we both looked at the old Norton we had seen last year and wondered why the owner has been painting it with gloss, again. It does look nice in the photos!
Upon further investigation of the museum that's on the site we discovered that one of the pilot officers who flew for 106 had the same name as me, then Su found out that a book about the airfield (by the way we live on a bit of it) is called
'In the Middle of Nowhere' by Richard Bailey, just check out the title of the blog! Complete coinsidence.
After slurping of tea, chatting to old RAF types, getting a book for Su's dad (signed too), really interesting stories and looking at people in costume (some real, some playing) the Lancaster arrived. A graceful display, the Merlin engines humming, the plane as low a HSE will allow and hairs standing on the back of your neck. Nice.
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