As an 11 year old I was crossing Baylis Rd. Waterloo, SE1, being taken out of Johanna primary school (before it was a hanging offence) to the dentist by my mum. We got to the corner of Frazier St when this howl and a whoosh came overhead, the plane seemed as if it was only at the height of the block of flats, it was probably higher. It followed the course of the road and headed to cross Waterloo Rd and along The Cut and out of sight! As an aside, Harold Wilson's son taught me for one term at this time!
As a 5-year-old, I knew Alan Pollock in Krefeld, Germany. His dad was a colonel in the Control Commission. Alan and his older brother, Paul, had made simple racing cars out of wood and I hoped they'd make me one but it never happened. Attempting to visit my Mum in what was the then Royal Hospital & Home for Incurables in the mid 1970s, Alan decided to scale the wall when, after dark, he found the place was closed. I got a really stiff letter from the hospital instructing me not to let it happen again. I tracked him down a few years ago after his house fire and recovery from cancer. It was great to catch up on old times.
Thunderbirds are the American equivalent of the RAF Red Arrows so the the use of the term isn't clear to an American except we know that it must not be the American air force as they fly jets. Anyway, this RAF pilot flying through the bridge, what a Pollock. I'll show myself out.
As an 11 year old I was crossing Baylis Rd. Waterloo, SE1, being taken out of Johanna primary school (before it was a hanging offence) to the dentist by my mum. We got to the corner of Frazier St when this howl and a whoosh came overhead, the plane seemed as if it was only at the height of the block of flats, it was probably higher.
It followed the course of the road and headed to cross Waterloo Rd and along The Cut and out of sight!
As an aside, Harold Wilson's son taught me for one term at this time!
Wow, must have been an amazing sight! How did everyone react?
@@JHE_Box Open mouthed, stock still but don't think my mum was that impressed having lived through the blitz and doodlebugs!
As a 5-year-old, I knew Alan Pollock in Krefeld, Germany. His dad was a colonel in the Control Commission. Alan and his older brother, Paul, had made simple racing cars out of wood and I hoped they'd make me one but it never happened. Attempting to visit my Mum in what was the then Royal Hospital & Home for Incurables in the mid 1970s, Alan decided to scale the wall when, after dark, he found the place was closed. I got a really stiff letter from the hospital instructing me not to let it happen again. I tracked him down a few years ago after his house fire and recovery from cancer. It was great to catch up on old times.
This guy is the coolest frickin' guy in the world to me right now!
Thank you so much for calling it the Elizabeth tower and not big Ben
Americans..
Thunderbirds are the American equivalent of the RAF Red Arrows so the the use of the term isn't clear to an American except we know that it must not be the American air force as they fly jets.
Anyway, this RAF pilot flying through the bridge, what a Pollock. I'll show myself out.
great video i have bought the rondot copy painting for my uncle charley banbrook
CiGrip