At the age of 74 this discussion just makes me nervous. Why is age so important to everyone? I went to Sywell last August, camped for three days & flew home (267nm each way) in a wind of 35kn getting shot to bits over the Borders. Scud running, Pressonitis and all that crap that I'm supposed to have grown out of.
Was I just stupid for doing it, or should I be pleased I still can? And no I'm not bragging, I'd just like to be allowed to carry on till I decide. I hate this bloody ageism thing.