Night of the Concorde

Our work Xmas party was in a plane hanger. When I first received the email, the thought that went through my mind was: "How cheap is this company? Are all the disused coal mines already booked?"

However, the hanger in question is at Duxford, 12 miles from Cambridge. It's part of the large air museum there and is crammed full of historic British aircraft. As parties go, it was quite different.

Apologies for the cell phone pics. The lighting was terrible.



Looking along the Concorde:



Standing in a bomb bay:



The two photos from above were taken after I climbed up to the balcony, where I was confronted by a security woman. She asked me "Are you in the band?" I replied that I wasn't and she shooed me down. It reminds me of that scene in Ghostbusters where Venkman says "Ray, if somebody asks if you're a god, you say 'Yes'!"

Lesson for the day: If someone from security asks if you're with the band, always say 'Yes'.