Diary July 2013

We must be halfway convincing with this aeroplane mending lark because we’ve not only still got the rent coming in from the museum but a few people have also mailed to say how their granddad drove a Baddacooda (that’s how my five-year-old Emily pronounces it) in the war and how we absolutely must keep at the job and see it through in honour of all the boys and girls who flew them. We’ll take that…