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exscribbler · 6th July 2008, 18:53

It's Not Working: No probs, mate. Glad to be of service; I've used the first one already but I'm still sorting out the photographs - after all I took 500+ so I must have one or two decent ones!

A propos of Mrs Ex and military aircraft it's fair to say that in 1968 she had an inkling of what may happen when we stayed in a motel in Saxilby on the way back from our honeymoon.

We ate at the Bridge Inn which was run by a retired Wing Commander who, it turned out, had been adjutant of 608 when my Dad was in the RAuxAF in the 30s.

He'd spent the war bidding for survival (Blenheims and Beaufighters and plenty in between) and at the end of the evening observed that there was flying at Scampton as the flarepath was lit. Off we went and spent an enjoyable hour sitting in our Ford Anglia on the old road (about where the viewing area is now) watching white-painted B1s(?) doing circuits and rollers. Truly the sound of freedom and to her everlasting credit she did not complain.

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exscribbler Join Date: Oct 2007 Location: Yorkshire Age: 65 Posts: 430	It's Not Working: No probs, mate. Glad to be of service; I've used the first one already but I'm still sorting out the photographs - after all I took 500+ so I must have one or two decent ones! A propos of Mrs Ex and military aircraft it's fair to say that in 1968 she had an inkling of what may happen when we stayed in a motel in Saxilby on the way back from our honeymoon. We ate at the Bridge Inn which was run by a retired Wing Commander who, it turned out, had been adjutant of 608 when my Dad was in the RAuxAF in the 30s. He'd spent the war bidding for survival (Blenheims and Beaufighters and plenty in between) and at the end of the evening observed that there was flying at Scampton as the flarepath was lit. Off we went and spent an enjoyable hour sitting in our Ford Anglia on the old road (about where the viewing area is now) watching white-painted B1s(?) doing circuits and rollers. Truly the sound of freedom and to her everlasting credit she did not complain.