Blimey - doesn't look much like the aircraft I managed 850 hours in.
Mind you they were quite safe by then . . . Chris H had gone (ex VC10 captain who lost his scraper on the journey from BZZ to FY) - he used to scream 'I hate this f***ing aeroplane' and pounded the glareshield (I think it was to assist the vibrator in the altimeter).
I thought he was testing my CRM (before we called it that).
Mind you, it did allow us to sleep in our own beds at night and leave the suitcase in the loft.
Still got the little square cans for the engine oil?