"anyway we were up at 250 ft!"
I suspect the Dams boys would be proud. I know the BoB boys I've met were that we still 'bent' the rules occasionally.
At the 50th, I was the co-pilot on the BBMF Devon which we'd used to ferry the Chaplain-in-Chief up. As we lined up for the short hop to Coningsby, the Captain said "we'll just wait". It was a perfect evening, and we had a very thoughtful and silent 3 minutes or so, sitting in leather seats with the noise of props and piston engines, thinking about the men who'd left 50 years earlier. We rolled at 28 minutes past, as the first Lancaster had (though 2 hours earlier as we weren't cleared for night flying); a kind of tribute.