I took my very first glider flight from St Athan whilst med holding there in the summer of 88. I have never turned down an opportunity to fly, and have made sure my kids have had the opportunty much younger than I did. I remember my eldest coming home off a school trip off the rock, on the late boat, having five hours kip, and then being back on the morning boat to go for an AEF flight at Woodvale. Being in the job I am, I remember working the 'what ifs' through my mind. I consolidated it in that if the one in a million had have happened, then at least I had let him 'live', and not wrap him in cotton wool.
A terrible, sad day for everyone, for Wales, for flying.