....or those of a nervous disposition. This thread could severely damage your health. Scroll down at your own risk. You have been warned.
My PC is very poorly so it's in the capable hands of someone who knows what he's doing.
Meanwhile, I managed to get my ancient reserve machine up & running so I can keep track of what's going on around here. While browsing through the old files on it I found some photos I thought had been lost for ever many moons ago. This might not be such a good idea but I thought I would post them for the general amusement of the members. Hold on to your hats chaps..........! Here we go on a trip far back in time.
August 1958 at RAF Swinderby, Lincolnshire. A 15 year-old Corporal Hagar all kitted out with a RAF parachute for my first trip in a Chipmunk. At least I could pretend it was a Spitfire. 8)
June 1959 at RAF Hawkinge, the famous BoB fighter base. I had just gained my wings on my first ATC gliding course.
Our illustrious instructors. All regular RAF pilots on a "rest cure" - some rest.
These guys had flown everything from a Spitfire to a Lightning between them.
My instructor is F/O Whittenbury 2nd from right.
About this time I started playing drums in a group. My younger brother is at far right on bass guitar. (He was always better looking than me.) Taken in the Mile Oak Inn at Portslade in the early 60s. He was far too young to drink at the time. This was long before the Fab Four had ever been heard of.
This is the same group in the mid-sixties during a regular gig at Gatwick Manor, then a posh night club.
Finally, a trip for old times' sake. Taken while on holiday in Florida in 1991 - by my reckoning that's 33 years after the first one in the thread.
Happy days.
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