Sad, sad day.
I remember sitting with my Mum, Dad and brother in the car park at Roborough, nose up against the fence, seeing the Islanders, Twin Otters and Dash 7s come and go.
Seeing all those, and the Chipmunks of the RN Grading Flight, go over the house where I grew up in Plympton got me interested in aviation in the first place. It's a shame that thousands of youngsters in Plymouth will never get that experience now.
