While we are out on patrol in Norfolk, me driving and the boss in the turret, I get worried about the midges, bugs and flies splattering on her goggles and face, and the tracks tearing up the drive and roads. The choice of a new vehicle is never easy.
After drinking much NAAFI tea and reading brochures we think we've found the perfect vehicle. The accessories list is extensive, although we'll have to watch road rage with the extra that's leaning against the wing. The colour is perfect, the rope is useful and the flag spot on. Plus there are the extra clips of ammunition too, that's a bit of a deal clincher.
Our friends from RAF Lakenheath and Mildenhall will have no trouble spotting us when we're out and about and can wobble their wings or give us a low pass when they see us. Brilliant.
On the other hand a jeep would be great too and we like the star but I think the Bren gun clinches it.
Decisions, decisions and what do you mean I'd look like Telly Savalas in the jeep? Some people might find that attractive.
