How about the Scout/Gunship narrowbody version of the Lynx.

All I can see is a little red cross. Can you post it again please as I’d love to see it? Ta.

I’m with the OP on this. OK, it’s not earth-shatteringly important, but by the same token it’s so easy to get right. Journalists seem to love to portray themselves as authoratative on everything they report on, and yet all they need to do to get this kind of thing right (as well as identifying the aircraft correctly in the first place) is to check on Tinterweb or even pop into WH Smiths and spend a few quid on a Bumper Book Of Planes. After all, if they were talking about cars, they wouldn’t say Astra Vauxhall or Focus Ford. Putting the designation after the name also makes it look like it indicates the version of that type, ie just as there was a Lightning (or Lightening as so many insist on calling it) F.1, F.3, F.6 etc , so “Hercules C-130” makes it look as though there might be Hercules C-140 or C-150 variants.

Thanks for all the suggestions folks, and sorry for the delay in responding; got a new arrival in the house, so as you can imagine it’s currently a bit chaotic here in Creosote Towers. Thanks again.

lf if you get some enjoyment from the process.
Moggy

Sorry Moggy, but that’s what so many people find so distasteful; the whole idea that killing anything is an activity to be enjoyed. There’s a world of difference between humane killing for food, and revelling in slaughter.

Just finished “Phoenix Squadron” by Rowland White. Takes a similar kind of approach to the classic “Vulcan 607” but sadly I don’t think the subject lends itself nearly as well to the “thriller” treatment. No disrespect to the Ark and her people, but in terms of drama or excitement a peaceful 10 minute flyover of Belize doesn’t really compare with the Black Buck missions. Several times the author seemed to lead his readers up the garden path too, eg hinting at some kind of skirmish with the USAF, when in fact all that happened was that a pair of F-102’s came to take a look. Some interesting stuff about the Ark and FAA operations, but if you’re expecting another “Vulcan 607” I think you wil be disappointed.

Nearly impossible to single one out, but ones that spring immediately to mind are Grapes of Wrath, East of Eden and Cannery Row (all John Steinbeck) Kensington Heights (surprisingly good, showing Leslie Thomas did much more than bawdy stuff) One day in the life of Ivan Denisovich (Alexander Solzhenitsyn) and The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists (Robert Tressell) If I had to choose just one, I’d probably go for Great Expectations, the first “proper” book I ever read, and which unfortunately probably helped form my early view of women.

Fingers crossed for tonight. Hoping to wake up to some great news tomorrow.

Don’t mean to pour cold water on things, but that hour-long ascent to the surface is going to be pretty nerve-wracking.