Now those of you with limited horizons might miss this on flying into Delhi. Try not to, as it’s only a ten minute taxi ride to the other side of the runway from the Terminal and it is sensational. Cost to enter was 30p and it contains some remarkable aircraft, some of which can only be seen there. There were also two charming men who positively engaged me in conversation and were both obviously IAF officers, one a former Mig and Mirage pilot.

Fascinating chat about their aircraft, Indo/Pakistan politics – in the 60s there was mutual understanding about POW conditions since both Air Force heads knew and had served with each other pre-partition, but that was now long gone – and future developments of the museum. That led to the invitation to sit in the Spitfire XVIII which I accepted with gusto.

A very good start to the holiday! Non anoraks may now skim through a small selection of pictures if they must …

Westland Wapiti – the last on the planet. Once flew over Glasgow and Edinburgh with 602 and 603, and something similar was the first to fly over Everest
A real Foxbat
Lysander
Tempest
War booty
B24 Liberator
Canberra – ECM pod, not a gunpack underneath
Small boy in Spitfire
And the charming man who made it possible
Fairchild Packet with jet for mountain ops, with Mig 21 behind nose
Pano of the hangar. Hurricane far corner left plus second Spit XVIII in bits