I had intended to go over to the Yorks v. Gloucester semi-final but had already accepted an invite from my Welsh neighbour for a boozy day of TV with Italian Grand Prix followed by Wales v. Israel. Life is all about hard choices.
Indeed. And I'm about to see the vulcan fly for the last time.
Sad!
My uncle was navigator on Vulcans at RAF Waddington. I spent many holidays there with bombers taking off all night. Great. They also had Vampires and English Electric Lightnings. Happy days.
