Good news, the Spitfire boys are getting it together. We've been flying flat out all over South East England all evening, Sarah even invited us to land in their garden and pop in for a whiskey and coke.
We're getting formations slowly, the low-level game of it was a gas, then Roger picked a fight with a house

We bingo'd to Lakenheath when we realised we were flying on the smell of an oily rag.
Think we'll be ready soon. Another training session tomorrow evening

Anyone wishing to join a Spitfire madness session tomorrow evening send me a message. It'll be on a first come first served basis.
Can't wait.
Mark
