Keep Off The Grass

I went to Wittering today – not to fly, even though it was a gorgeous day – but to see the doctor.  I have to discuss medical snags with the RAF doctor since I'm one of their part-time instructors.

On the way back I took the slow route, one of many, and stopped at Sibson airfield.  Here is where people jump out of perfectly serviceable aircraft.  There were no jumpers today, so I contented myself with this slightly strange conjunction of sign and aircraft.