I managed to be the highest bidder once for a trip on a Shackleton. Went from Lossiemouth. I was sat up in the front bubble with a cup of tea and bar of chocolate. I realised at that moment I wanted for nothing more in life - total bliss. Then low level over Scotland - sheep looking up in surprise - formated with a hunter - which suddenly flew underneath us - while I was looking through the floor - did a fly past for a parade at Swinderby and then they let me have the controls for about half an hour. One of the best 4.5 hours in my life.