TFB ('Abel Tasman') all sparkling new with her dayglo fin and rudder looked a picture of Dutch fine lines and that certain purposeful just rightness.
Flew SYD-CBR in her, would have been '57 or '58. On arrival took several B & W photos with the old 620 camera. Twenty years on and
endorsed on type by Sutto, (former FAA Firefly pilot - he who spoke of once flying in close proximity to a great stately galleon, the Saro Princess). TFK was that baptismal Frugal . SYD-TMW, empty, then straight into s/e circuits.
Ah EWL . . . . the jump-seat tales! . . . .. next winter old cockalorum . .. round the fire. ("What should we be doing now Michael? . . .. . . "
Or prising off the four inch diameter round plastic cover styled "FOKKER" in cursive from the wheel that looked like an early Holden steering wheel centre piece (and horn) and finding cryptic notes tucked inside, mostly highly offensive. Or taxying out and finding the steering far too sensitive and twitchy and being tapped on the shoulder by a certain Naomi and told "Jerky Jack - cabin's ready")