The Crown Agent’s Horse

There was a polite knock on the office door. The Naval Lieutenant Commander looked up from his paperwork and called out ‘Come in!’ A smartly dressed WREN opened the door and stood in the doorway. ‘Chief Petty Officer Bickerell to see you, sir.’...

Navex RBS

( Navigation Exercise Radar Bombing System ) Having transferred fuel from one wing tank to another to bring the Vulcan aircraft’s centre of gravity within the required tolerance, I set the calculator aside and relaxed. The soft lights from the instrument panel...