When I was doing my AFI course with Danny, I was having a moan about the fact that a friend of mine had got a job flying a jet and I didn't despite having more hours than he did, Danny said, "At least one day you will get your Boeing"
On another day I flew him in the venerable G-BOTF to Cranfield for him to do a GFT on somebody. I was sitting outside the flying school when one of the instructors came up to me and said "Oh my god, I have told my student to start the engine in that plane over there and I have now got to go and get in it with a CAA examiner over there"
I recounted this story to Danny on the flight back to Southend, and he goes "What was he worried about, I am not CAA I am Danny!" I think that just about summed him up.
He had a great way of putting everything into perspective. He never made you feel stupid when telling you what you did wrong. Probably one of the best instructors I have ever flown with.
Why does the worst stuff happen to the nicest guys?