I was just eight when I was first introduced to these things, I remember being passed up into the belly turret of a Lancaster by my father, but I had left my box brownie on the ground.

But the thrill is still there, the roar of V12's today over my house as a Kittyhawk and Spitfire tore up the sky......love it here(might move closer to the strip though) but get very little work done some days.

Just a heads up, the twin seater Spittie being assembled at Duxford for the boys here should be shipped to Scone shortly.....and hiding in the rebuild hanger is a Sea Fury.....being worked on as I type.