Blimey! These photos take me back. I have a pic of me as a eleven year old in the cockpit of G-XX at Biggin, taken just after my first flight in a Chippy. My Dad's best friend, a former Lancaster pilot, was one of the group looking after it.
I remember the B25 for other reaons too. After getting out of the Lancaster I ran towards it (It was parked in some long grass) and neatly skewered my leg on a piece of rusty angle iron resting on some bricks. I still have the scar today!