and came back at two o'clock in the morning
and we approached Littleport
and Littleport is very close to Royal Air Force Wyton
and I was flying with the Squadron Leader Hayward,
remember his name.
He was an awful pilot.
He couldn't land for toffee.
All of his flights were like a rehearsed crash.
Surprise he didn't bust the undercarriage
or bust the tires but his approach
was to come into the air field,
he was to come over the hedge at 100 mile an hour
and he'd be taking off all his harness
without looking at the runway,
we're down bump and that would be that
and I thought thank God we've landed.
But one night we called Littleport Tower
that we were gonna land and we went in the circuit
and I said excuse me, sir, I'm sorry to bother you,
we gonna land at Wyton.
He said, look, he said,
I'm doing my job, you do yours,
we're certainly not gonna land at Wyton.
So, guess what?
We landed at Wyton
'cause we got out and he said this isn't Littleport.
I said no, it's Wyton.
So, we all got back in the plane
and eventually got back to Littleport
but that was quite interesting.
