Ahh.........the Bristol Freighter (or Frightener). Remember one having an engine failure out of Hobart when I was training. Because of Mt Lord the pilot had to turn left through the circuit at Cambridge. The poor sod in the tower was desperately trying to get the three aircraft in the circuit there out of the way.
Later got to have a look at the cockpit of the beastie as the poor engineers changed the engine in pouring rain and no hangar. In those days you could walk out onto the tarmac and say you were from the aero club and could you please have a look inside. No one ever said "no", just "don't touch anything". Different days.