Am I the oldest Stanstead user on the forum?
Departed there in Feb 1954 for Cyprus. Was scheduled for a York but we were told it had an engine fire. The eventual replacement was a brand new Hermes. With Nose Landing Gear!!
The "terminal" was a shed, with duckboards laid across the mud to the hard standing where the aircraft awaited. In the rain. And dark.
I don't remember the airline; it was a trooping flight. The only things I recall- jumping in the aisle to see if the aircraft would overtake me before I landed and the absolutely worst breakfast ever at RAF Luqa. Vile doesn't come near.
