13 Nov 08, 9.30am
It was while firing to The Dam Busters that it occurred to me -
Rocket Park during the season resembles nothing so much as a WWII bomber base 'somewhere in England'. Especially in the early hours of the morning, when the vans return, low on fuel and covered in mud, thundering in through the gates, back from their 'missions'. They 'taxi' down to 'dispersal', and the crews climb down. grimy, sweaty, completely exhausted, to be met by Station Adjutant Chris with steaming mugs of hot chocolate.
"How was it ?" " Bloody awful. Weather was bad, worse than expected - couldn't see the audience, let alone the fireworks. Rain got in the electrics - had to fire by hand. And then the radios failed. Wizard show though."
"Well done chaps - now get off and have some sleep. We'll need maximum effort again tonight."
The only thing missing is the bacon and eggs. Next year perhaps, Chris ?
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What a great post, you brought back the whole feeling of returning to the compound late at night all over again.
Had a real chuckle when I read it.
Cheers,
Fred
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