When we returned from Aden in Feb 1953 I was placed at the back beside the loadmaster. In those days pax were weighed the day before and heavy people were seated around the CG, youngsters like me went aft.
Once airborne I noticed a gap of an inch or more around the battered doors. The loadmaster told me it was hard wear from the Berlin Airlift. The refreshing breeze was very nice across Somalia but long before we reached Lyneham my legs were numb. And that was before the overnight at Clyffe Pypard, the nearby transit camp.
