Went to lunch yesterday and walked passed all the visiting pilots and noted one was proudly sitting legs akimber, wearing a bebadged flying suit. Didn't really think much more of it as we have some ex RAF jets and a Harvard.
As i was driving out i witnessed the pilot sat i his Robin having pre departure heroic photos taken. Odd i thought....he'd taken off his flying suit to go flying!!!!!!!!
What sought of mental state do you have to be in to don a flying suit to walk to a club house for lunch?