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Capt Jimmy Woods
A delightful fellow, I even got to wind the gear up one day.
He used to clatter directly over our house on the beach in the mornings and evenings literally rain hail or shine, even sometimes when the ferries were cancelled. Didn't have Mode S in those day so the altitude you reported was what whatever you said it was.
There was a short N/S strip then that could get you in if the Xwind was too much on the main strip.
I was training at the RACWA at Perth then and he used the same hangar.
He used to leave the Hangar doors open and roll right in there after shutting down. Then the collection of tins with wire hooks would come out to be hung under all those round engine oil leaks.
Into the comapny car/bus and off home for brekky.
I had the pleasure of knowing his wife much later on.
Aaaaaah;
The Mosquito refered to in the article sat quietly in the corner reflecting on deeds past. I never saw it fly and can't recall what became of it. In those days it wasn't all that much of a collectors item as they would be now.