Elstree, Elstow, Expectations and Excuses

I'm Not the Only One Bunking Off

I’d had some errands to run near to Elstree Aerodrome on the northwestern fringes of London and so, after I’d finished, I went to the airfield café to have lunch. It was very pleasant to sit on an August afternoon and watch the little aeroplanes and helicopters buzzing around.

I chatted to a chap who had just sent his sixteen-year-old son off on a trial …