Uncle Trunkle:
Vulcan over St Bees Head
Uncle Trunkle:
Bombs gone!!?
Uncle Trunkle:
Flypast
Uncle Trunkle:
Swooping in
Uncle Trunkle:
Exhausted Vulcan
Uncle Trunkle:
Steady as she goes
Uncle Trunkle:
Snap
Uncle Trunkle:
Sea and Sky
Uncle Trunkle:
Strikemasters
Uncle Trunkle:
Hawker Hunter
Uncle Trunkle:
If it looks right...
Uncle Trunkle:
Blades ovver t'pier
Uncle Trunkle:
Cor, look at that
Uncle Trunkle:
"See, I told you the sun shone at Whitehaven"
Uncle Trunkle:
Land, Sea and Air
Uncle Trunkle:
Wheee!
Uncle Trunkle:
Characters on the harbour side
Uncle Trunkle:
A soaking?
Uncle Trunkle:
Face plant
Uncle Trunkle:
I can "C" you
Uncle Trunkle:
Making waves
Uncle Trunkle:
Making a splash