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Re: To Scale The Skies
Peter is right, and it came about in a most circumspect way.
My son came home one night from his friend's house, and told me that his friend's mother had a huge collection relating to her uncle, who was a fighter pilot in WW2. He explained a bit about it, and said the squadron mascot was a goat. With that, I was most interested, said '609' straight away, and asked him to arrange for me to see the collection. So he did, and I was gobsmacked when I saw it. I then contacted Peter and said 'You gotta' see this, Peter'. So the arrangements were made, Peter came across to Norwich, and the rest is history (literally!), as they say. Peter and I, during our joint research work, used to agree that just when you think you can't be surprised any more something will come along and knock you sideways. This was one such moment.
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