No so much an incident, as a "might have been". It was our first cross channel venture, a seafood gourmet weekend in Brittany, four of us in two aeroplanes. At dinner on the second night, one of our number ordered Fruits de Mer, and there arrived a colossal stack of crustaceans, with a whole langouste perched on the top. Naturally, we had to help him out.
Only au petit dejeuner the next morning did it dawn on us that all three pilots and the navigator had shared the same shellfish. How did we cope? We sat around all morning drinking coffee and watching the world go by (which is after all what France is for) and when nobody fell over and died, we flew home.
[This message has been edited by Rattus (edited 18 June 2001).]