Back when I was vaguely interesting, HHA cold called me offering some affil in the North Sea.
“Do you have a decent A-A radar / replicator and can you go supersonic in your Hunters so that you can represent a realistic threat?” Asked I.
“No, but we can fly in Block 4…”
They always struck me as a bunch of old blokes who wanted somebody to pay for their fuel while they had a hooly in their 1950s terror jets.