Not an update, and certainly very little in the way of Meteor content. There is however a lot of Shackleton, Dakota and Vulcan, a fair bit of "proper" camera waving for what seems the first time in ages, plus some inter-team rivalry and banter. It might be that you consider it worth pulling up a chair, getting the kettle boiling and grabbing a Jaffa Cake or 3 for though, dear reader...
What We Did On Our Holidays, Or "Foxy Dave Gets His Wings"...
So, I assume a few of our regular readers of the non-facebook variety will be wondering what Dr_Q was alluding to regarding Foxy Dave's recent exploits. You may recall way back in the mists of time Kelvin of the Buccaneer XV168 team acquired a fox toy as a mascot, in honour of XV168's service with 12 Squadron. In the time honoured tradition of mascots, he has been a bit of a bone of contention, more than once suffering abduction and, er, 'relocating' at the hands of both the Meteor team and the Nimrod XV250 team. Last Sunday, Kelvin left Foxy Dave unattended in the hangar for a few seconds. Bad move. He didn't check if I was in the area either. Worse move. Given that the pesky reynard had already suffered at the hands of the Nimrod team on the Saturday, you'd think Kelvin would learn wouldn't you? Seems not. So said fox, with the aid of conspirators who shall remain unnamed, found his way into secure confinement. Then, over the course of the week, a cunning plan was hatched. My better half and I had a weekend away planned, a kind of busman's holiday if you like. Saturday we would be at Coventry, working on Shackleton WR963, and Sunday we had been invited to attend a Vulcan taxy run by our friends at Wellesbourne Mountford, keepers of Vulcan XM655. Well, it'd be rude to not take the fox on a road trip wouldn't it? We let Rich Woods in on our plan, and he suggested a plan to fettle the fox's naughty ways once and for all. Game raised by Team WR963. So, after an early start from Yorkshire, we found ourselves arriving at Coventry just in time to see Dakota G-AMPY taking off on a local flight. After traditional standard greetings, a few of which were almost not unfriendly, we headed out to the aircraft. I do like this "office"...

I had been sent a C.G. calculator by the chaps at the Trenchard Museum at Halton. I finally remembered to bring it to its new home aboard '63!

Then, we let the cat out of the bag. Or rather, the fox...

He was blissfully unaware, until Rich approached him with a roll of masking tape in his hand. Then, let's just say Foxy Dave's day took a turn for the worse.

Followed by some rather rapid turns for the worse...
He was last seen heading to the car to sulk and lick his wounds, as the Dak returned from its trip

Yes, the rubble and diggers in the background are indicative of the fate of Coventry Airport, I'm afraid. WS788's birthplace's days are numbered... Anyway, I headed down to the fence line to watch AMPY taxy in

I do love that post-war RAF Transport Command scheme. No idea why I had the theme music from the old TV series "Airline" in my head when I took the next shot!

She was soon spun round and shut down

I then found out we had just witnessed one of her last landings at Coventry, her home for decades, as she has been sold to a new owner in the US. She set off on the ferry flight to her next chapter of an already eventful life today.
We were then on to Shack jobs for the day. I'll not go into too much detail as Rich is planning a super-update over on the '63 thread imminently, but suffice to say we were kept busy in the baking sun

Even squeezing in a second run of no.2 engine...
Before calling it a day

My better half and I headed off to our overnight digs, a nice little pub in Wellesbourne village, for well earned showers, beer (or in her case gin), feed, and sleep.
The next morning we arrived at XM655MAPS' enclave at the airfield.

The fox was with us, looking a sadder and wiser creature...

The weather looked promising, initially...

Though the clouds were gathering as the rear crew of XM597 "Black Buck 6" told us in their own words the story of the raid, and the subsequent diversion into Brazil after the fuel probe broke. They certainly wove an interesting, informative, gripping and entertaining tale!

But then someone did a rain dance, and it absolutely chucked it down just before 655 was due to strut her stuff. We did the right thing and hid with 655's engineers! The rain then all but ceased, and the aircraft was readied and started

All the control surfaces and systems, including as seen here the airbrakes, were exercised

Before the running aircraft was towed out to the runway threshold. She's towed to avoid skittling the spectators, which she would at taxy power!

Off she goes!

It seemed all too soon the power came off and 655's nose was lifted to give some aerodynamic braking

Before the jet turned round and backtracked, scaring the odd crow as she went

Almost back, and sounding fantastic

Before turning off the active onto the taxiway, and returning to us

The Vulcan doesn't have a bad angle to be viewed from, but this must be among the best

Especially as she's running, and hopefully sandblasting all those freeloaders on the road outside! The skies seemed to brighten a bit as the jet was parked and shut down

After everything was shut down and made safe, we were allowed under the aircraft. Not every day you get to see a V-bomber with a belly full of bombs!

An excellent event, well done and thank you to the 655 team. Leaving aside airframes preserved indoors in the national collections, this has to be the benchmark of how a V-bomber (or any large outdoor aircraft) should be looked after, the aircraft really is a credit to you.
It was also good to meet up with some familiar faces, one of whom Nick Beck brought that most traditional of gifts for aircraft restorers!

Cheers Nick! Also thanks to the (frankly surprising) number of people who came up to us during the event to say hello and express their support and thanks for what we are doing with WS788, as well as the time and effort we put in to bringing you all along for the ride. Your support and feedback really does mean a lot to us! You all in the wider aviation community are a big reason we do what we do.
I said there was a tiny little bit of Meteor content for you; There was a stall at Wellesbourne selling, among other things, old photos. I scoured them for Meteor pics, finding a few of interest.
Exhibit A, a Netherlands Air Force F.8 at Soesterberg

Exhibit B, an NF.14 of 85 Squadron

And of local interest to me, Exhibit C, 3 Driffield based T.7's

In front of the jets can be seen the East Yorkshire coast, curving away ahead of the windscreen of "J" can be seen the cliffs of Flambrough Head, and just out of the right of the shot, in front of the nose of "H", is where I am sat typing this post right now!
When we got back from our trip, I finally got round to putting an ebay win slide through the scanner

This shows WS774, now preserved in Malta, parked at Tangmere in September 1960. Given the date I assume it is for the Battle of Britain At Home Day. The nose markings are certainly interesting!
Finally, to go back to Dr-Q's query about the whereabouts and wellbeing of Snoopy, he's in my front room, safe and well.

I can't help but think the fact that he seems to be using my Avro Lincoln panel to practice the start procedures of heavy piston engined aircraft means Foxy Dave really ought to be worried though...
You'll probably be relieved to know, normal service, jaffa cake consumption, and WS788 spanner waving resumes this weekend. I hope you've enjoyed this slight detour from the usual content though; like I say we get to do some good stuff and it's nice to bring you all along to hopefully share the ride and the laughs!