Pilots eat vegetables in the sixties? Nah, those blokes were mainly the ones that survived Bomber Command, tough as nails, quite mad some of them, but could fly yer backside off, and not beyond hurling a manual at you if you pis$ed them off. No Flight Attendant would have dreamt of taking them up a offering of Broccoli, accompanied by parrot seed, and a glass of pumpkin juice, it was a pie, hot dog, or a sandwich with a bloody great lump of corned beef inside, with a tablespoon of hot mustard. Most are still alive, just, still mad, but still around. The best pilots I have ever seen. One bloke I was with, as a very junior F/O, going into OOL, ****e of a night, the aircraft was all over the sky, and behaving like a bronco, worried? Nah not him, had a scratch, a slow look around, and as she came to settle I am thinking Faaaaaaaack, as she was buffeted sideways, he puts her down, one hand, like a cat pis$ing on glass, and finished his scratch. Vegetables? Not those blokes.