Looks like France?

Walliams passed by here...much later....feeling blue..

David Walliams swam the channel a few years ago I seem to remember. Could it be somewhere near Calais? OK, I'll take a punt... the airfield that was to become the modern-day Calais Airport?

It's not in France.

I think there is a clue in the post by sycamore.

Guston Road Dover

Well, you have now found the correct country.

Port Meadow, Oxford? I fly over it every Sunday.

OH if correct.

Cracking shot KP.

KP has called OH.

Portmeadow
 

Kicked out of pub on the river there in 1964 for singing Welsh hymns.

Now this. Enough flags? I see none, so putting out more might be relevant.
https://cimg1.ibsrv.net/gimg/pprune....b126e25751.jpg

JENKS,thought you and dook might have been to `skool` nearby...?

No,long way from my school. My school days peppered with drone of Hercules motors. I must confess to a modicum of study close to Portmeadow in later years, as any fule kno.

It's one of the dual civil / military airfields in Northern Norway. Evenes, I think? (puzzled as to the 'putting out the flags' allusion, but cryptic crosswords aren't my forte...)

Certainly looks like it

The "put out more flags" refers to Evelyn Waughs novel of the same name:-

"The title of this biting and deeply cynical novel about the beginning of World War II among the “smart set” of aristocrats in England comes from a translation of a Chinese epigram that gives the following cynical advice quoted and translated by Lin Yutang in The Importance Of Living: “And a drunk military man should order gallons [of alcohol] and put out more flags in order to increase his military splendor.”
As many writers do, the author (who despite his name was an Englishman [1]) made the comment that the characters in the book are not based on any real people. This seems hard to believe, as Waugh was a deeply satirical and bitingly witty novelist and the decadent elites, regardless of their political ideology, are too true to life to be entirely imaginary. There are likely some people who were very upset when they saw themselves skewered by the witty author in this book. One can feel the burn even without knowing who it is directed towards.

The book consists of three “chapters,” consisting of Autumn 1939, Winter 1939-1940, and Spring 1940, with a brief epilogue about Summer 1940. There are numerous interrelated plot lines centered around the ne’er do-well Basil Seal and his various schemes and his foppish Jewish catamite friend Ambrose Silk, who spends the novel mourning the loss of his German Brown Shirt lover to the anti-Semitism to the concentration camps after their relationship is denounced in prewar Munich. This is decidedly dark material for a comic novel.

That said, it is very funny, if one has a sardonic and cynical sense of humor. The material for comedy in this book includes the unexpected pregnancy and drunkenness of a married woman (whose husband was a poor but decent and creative man) from an affair with said Basil Seal, whose husband dies in an act of rare bravery in frozen Norway during Spring 1940 in the face of an overwhelming German assault, the pointless squabbles of the leftist fake Communists over questions of art and literature and their political meaning, the political posturing of various ineffectual aristocrats looking for positions of leadership in the growing British armed forces, and the attempts by Basil Seal to profit economically from moving around three feral and waifish evacuees named the Connollies, whose boisterous behavior makes them entirely unsuitable guests at house after house. If you like biting and satirical British novels showing corrupt human nature in wartime, this is a suitable black comedy to read, and reread, in moments of extreme cynicism."

Yes, Evened or one of its other names which is Narvik. My sole visit involved landing at this end while half-way down the strip was complete white-out. Royal Navy in the back I remember.

Good book, although I fear Waugh was a frightful snob and I am a dreadful cynic.

To Jensdad, and good morning.

A good morning to you all, Thanks for the resume of the novel, Asturias. Must confess, I've never read anything by Waugh.

Thank you JENKINS, see if anyone can get this one... Someone will know this, I'm pretty sure:

Final approach to where?
https://cimg0.ibsrv.net/gimg/pprune....35d0b736fe.jpg

Good morning to you jensdad.

That church has appeared on a private "where is it" site that I use.

I am going back through the posts to try to locate it - it might take a while.

Mornin' all.

Reykjavik I'll be bound.

Aircraft is on Final for 19 at BIRK

….and I just found it :mad:

Frikirkjam i Reykjavik

Unfortunately if you click on the image and hits SAVE AS (so you can blow it up) it shows "2010_06_25_reykjavik_copy_75x640__758abb401622315febe869098 0939635d0b736fe.jpg"

Which i thought was a bit of a give away - just noticed otherwise I'd have PM's JENSDAD to tell him..............

You have my word, Sir that I did not solve it by those means. Although it's a good reminder that people can make howler mistakes like that.

I guessed Icelandic and my process of elimination began there.

Good to be back.

OH - in the best spirit of the game.