As an aside, one evening in the 90’s I was out on the airfield at Abingdon flying R/C models. I became aware of several gliders in the local area, some thermalling over towards Didcot power station.
Several minutes later, something caught my eye, and there’s one landing on the airfield.
Land my model, hop in car and drive over just in time for the pilot to unstrap and step out with a cheerful ” Gut afternoon ” in an accent very close to the Battle of Britain film Pole when confronted by the farmer.
I didn’t give the same respose as the film – no pitchfork 😉 just politely enquired whether he knew he had landed at an active RAF airfield, and then took him up the guardroom for the plods to deal with.
He was one of several that evening – cross country contest, and loss of thermals. A Pawnee can in next day and towed them out.
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