On my SAR long course at RAF Valley, I was going out to do some drums with "Father Christmas". We were talking about using various methods to help find the wind which included smoke.
At that very moment I spot a big plume of black smoke coming down the starboard side of the aircraft. "Just like that?" I enquire.
We land on next to pilot who had ejected from and had landed adjacent to what was now the smouldering wreckage of his Hawk, and went across to see how he was. "Hello mate, what's your name?" asks my instructor.
"I'm lucky" was the reply. "Yes, I know you're bloody lucky, but what's your name?"
"You no understand... my name is Umlucky" replied the Foreign and Commonwealth student.
Last edited by Adam Nams; 6th Dec 2012 at 13:05.