end of long story .... went back to apologise to the pax. for landing at Manchester instead of London - after 8 hours flying from New York.
Lord Muck, Chairman of A Very Big Company, asked why I hadn't told them earlier that it was foggy at London ? I said - actually it wasn't, ( until very recently ) and what would you have done, got off ?
Lady Muck nearly wet herself and hid her laughter behind a magazine.
Sadly, Graham Hill killed himself, and others, about an hour later trying to land in fog. How I wished Lord Muck had still been around.
Turned out he would have tried to get me to get a message to our Company Chairman - a "personal" friend of his - to organise a private Rolls to drive to Manchester to pick him up. Tough, he travelled British Rail from Crewe, like everyone else.