I went to Duxford with my Grandad today, in his Triumph TR6. Truth be told, I was pretty tense in an old open-top sports car with my grandad who can’t pour gravy without shaking. But the fire extinguisher by my feet reassured me.
It always fascinates me how they have aeroplanes hanging from the hangers. And, ohmygosh, the American hangar is absolutely beautiful.