My "batting lady" also married one of the chaps on a flying training course, he lived in the next room to mine. It took her 10 seconds maximum from knocking on my door and slapping down a cuppa to leaving again. His "visit" took considerably longer....
Can't be the same lady though, I left Linton in 1978.
He went to Jaguars, btw so it's not true what they say about all Jag pilots......
