Tony the pilot at the time I lived under base leg, got so used to seeing me waiting on the balcony on the sound of his approach, He would give a wing waggle to me as he shot over the chimney pots.Where I used to live in N Wales close to Hawarden airfield, a Mosquito used to fly directly over our house on a regular basis. It never once failed to make the hairs on my neck stand on end.
The sound of those Merlins is simply gorgeous.
