Love it
The highlight of many (including me) an ATC cadet's year, those precious minutes spent over Church Fenton, Finningly, or indeed Linton.
Happy happy memories.The briefing video, the fitting of the parachute, the wait, the waddle out to the aeroplane itself, the smell, oh God the smell is there a more evocotive sense than smell ?,thechit chat witha real pilot, then the time spent doing basic aerobatics, making sure one didn't succumb to motion sickness, and trying oh trying to fly by looking at withe wingtips rather than chasing the artificial horizon.
Land, climb out, waddle back across to the office and get the parachute off, then regale all assembled with tales of daring do !
Loved it then, would love it now.