Originally Posted by
shack
He used to drink a horrible red bitter concoction called as I remember Cinzano.
Except when flying when it was TNSVLM.
Everyone, except me, interpreted this as Weak Tea, no sugar. I knew he meant VST NS VLM - tea as black as ....................
I remember one Shack trip with John. We had lunch on the lawn, rugs, plates, sandwiches, listening to the birds in the quiet of a sunny Leicestershire afternoon.
John, hours hog? Never. Except that he counted the hour and half on the ground (engines stopped) at Bitteswell as flight time.