Cheers Chevron. I never got to a P.1. Other things intervened, and I couldn't give it the commitment it needed. I look upon my time there as quite some of the happiest moments of my life [excluding family, of course!]. I LOVED winching, and apparently was good at it. After a poor bit of flying on my part, I was punished by Jacko, and winched for a whole month of week-ends. Phil Plows took me aside and told me that this would be happening, and was kind enough to advise me not to let it get me down. Ken Bayliss I flew with frequently, and I last saw him at Tony Wick's [a near neighbour] funeral. A nice guy, we got on well. What wonderful days they were, and great to have such responsibility in those days. When we are entertaining friends, they ask me what I used to do when I was young, and I relate my Halton experience to them with great enthusiasm, and more than a little pride. I loved it there!. Regards, John.