Sure – I would have thought they would have escorted convoys off the east coast and perhaps the thames estuary.

The curved one with parallel edges is not Spitfire i’m afraid, also looks too wide to be from a Hurricane.

As for the more pointy one… hmmm

Where is Alan when we need him 😀

Originally posted by skypilot62
Thanks alot Bruce. Helps narrow things down alot.

Regarding your comments on my windscreens (other thread), can you confirm they are definitely not Vampire/Venom/Hunter? At the moment I’m not ruling out any options although I reckon screen 1 is almost certainly WW2 vintage.

Any ideas on my tyre (another thread)?

Hey SP

Really need good head on shots to confidently ID the windscreens.

Any news on your mates ‘Seafire’?

Originally posted by mjr
”According to Wrecks and Relics £10,500 – with an estimate of £1,000-2,000…
But it was apparently a BDRT airframe, not hauled off the ranges; and I wouldn’t worry – Spitfires etc have been rebuilt from much less than that!!! (Retires to dodge inbound teddies!)”

Flood.

dont believe everything you read in Wrecks and Relicks, the figures quoted are complete rubbish and are way way off of the mark,watch this space though, we will soon replace this eye sore with a very nice and complete Jag, and we already have one serviceable Adour nicely stashed!

MJR

If you are on the lookout for new Jag parts I have a friend who may be able to help you with parts, providing that is, he hasn’t flogged them to the French 😀

When i was younger and thankfully before i got access to real aircraft i bought a balsa hurricane kit – one of those rubber band powered ones.

I made it and it looked quite good but i got a bit bored with it so bought one of those rocket motors from beaties. It was one of the self ejecting jobs and the plan was that once the rocket had burnt out, after accelerating the hurricane to almost unknown speeds, it would eject from the aircraft which would then glide in for a safe landing.

I went up to Crystal Palace with a mate and we set super hurricane up on a vertical stand and stood well back waiting for the spectacular take off.

It took off with a great woosh climbing skyward, the ejection charge fired, but the motor was a little too snug (a bit too much pva!) – the propellant only had one way to go – forwards! A glowing ball like a minature sun ripped through the lovingly made fuselage and shot out through the cockpit – my poor hurricane exploded…!

We rolled about creased up with laughter as charred bits of balsa fluttered down around us.

Ohh life was so simple then… 😉

Not a ‘predator’ is it?