Thumper wrote:Father in the RAF, lived nextdoor to RAF Coningsby and had his own aircraft at Biggin Hill. It didn't start off well though! Until I was about 5 I used to cry and hide under the table when the Phantoms came over low and (I'm not getting into an argument about this again) 'sonic booms' really had me upset! That all changed after those first few years and my days were then filled with airshows and base visits, helping my Dad restore Merlin and Griffon engines in his workshop and my favourite 'playground' was Roger Windleys. One day my Father picked me up from school in his pickup truck with half a Venom strapped to the back of it! Back in those days the words "interesting chap" were used rather than "eccentric" or "nutter"
We then moved to Sussex and my Father continued to fly at Shoreham, once I flew the nest my interest in aircraft never went away.