As the Goodwind floor joists began to bow under the ever increasing weight of aeromodelling journalistic back issues, it seemed like an opportune time to have a clear-out. Whilst consigning some of the dope splattered history of pointless pastimes to the paper recycling skip in the sky, I happened across some of Thurnham's usual suspects in resplendent,
front page technicolor looking back at us from an age long past....
dedicated to the pre-privatised monster from an age before email communication,
it is actual postie John looking like a young slip of a lad!
It's actual Eric P (or maybe J.R Hartly?) showing us the
height of sartorial sophistication during his pre-sloping era!
...and to top off such a treasure trove, how surprised was I
when the postman actually came up the drive with excitement,