Sad day in Wiltshire today when we said goodbye to our old mate Dick. But it was good turnout on rather a cold blustery day, later a few drinks and food at the Flying Monk Pub in Chippenham. Not many pilots there though, a couple from Frightnings, one Jag mate (me) and a couple from Hawks. RIP old friend. Fly high and blue skies. Oh, and another thing, thanks for reminding me of the mice on parachutes descending on the Mess Dinner.