FFF: Cheers!
The bad news is that it looks like my Tiger is going to be in the avionics shop that weekend. So instead I shall be retiring after the sim session to the local pub for a couple of jars (which is a gorgeous old wood-beamed country pub called the White Bear).
If you're coming for a long stay at the sim, come prepared with food and drinks/water in advance, as the nearest shops are a good two mile drive away. It's amazing how parched you get when you are landing 150 passengers and 58 tons of Trident in a Heathrow pea-souper!
cheers!
foggy