If one has any sense. one doesn’t mess with the spirits of a few thousand RAF servicemen. One doesn’t, particularly, thumb one’s nose at them by riding one’s German through-and-through R1100GS onto the middle of one of their airfields, even if they did technically “leave” in 1947. Sorry, chaps. I suppose I had it coming.... Continue Reading →
The RAF’s Revenge – Part II – RAF Broadwell
RAF Broadwell was one of the major glider launch sites for the DDay and Arnhem landings. It’s a place that’s pivotal in the history of the country. 515 and 575 squadron were based here. This is one of the many stories I’ve read about Broadwell: Harry Lingard’s story, like many of his war time colleagues,... Continue Reading →