I first met Neville Duke when he presented me with a flying badge after I requalified for my PPL. After that I occasionally bumped into him in the Bournemouth Flying Club on his return from some trip or other. Although they hardly knew us they would quite happily have a drink with us as if we were valued friends.
The last time, he and Gwen had just flown back from a garden party given by Rolls Royce for surviving test pilots and they were telling us how few of his contemporaries were still alive. In fact, he was the only one still flying. To be honest, it was Gwen who told us all this because Neville was so self effacing that he just sat there looking slightly embarrassed at being the centre of attention. An absolute gentleman and an inspiration. I feel truly priviledged to have met him.