A few snaps from Flying Legends thursday arrivals before bumping into the boss and his wingman and dinner later ending in up in the John Barleycorn for a run out and catch up. All things considered in the three hours I was on site I did pretty well by my standards and came away quite happy having paid the £16 old farty rate. Included the Spitfire ‘selfie’ from the hotel which went pretty well sleep and location wise and price too.