I was preparing for the Qxc. CFI asked if I was sure. I said 'of course'. Got airborne [note spelling, please], passed the familiar landmarks, started to think, 'well, I know where I must be, but this doesn't look like it.' 180'd, no problem finding the field, 30 minutes' flying time.
CFI loudly says 'well well well, you turned round and chickened out' in front of loads of others. Once they've all left, he tells me that he knew the weather was actually cr*p and that I'd turn round once I realised it, and that he was currently teaching people who wouldn't in the same circumstances.
I didn't know whether to feel annoyed or chuffed. I still don't.
Trevor Dixon is no longer with us, so I reckon it's OK about giving his name. But I would much rather he was still here and I couldn't type those two words.