One day in 1977, as a young, spotty, long-haired BB, I waddled out to a Chipmunk at Manston for my first AEF trip. 20 mins later, having had an introduction to aeros over Pegwell Bay, (with I think a chap called Flt Lt Hammond), I was hooked! I knew what I wanted to be when I grew up!
I was lucky, the planets lined up for me and the last entry in my RAF logbook is at 4947 hours.
....but it all started with a Chippy trip at Manston!
LONG LIVE THE AEFs!