I thought I would add the story my granddad told me.
He used to be an ambulance driver and one of the guys he worked with told a story about when he was in the RAF in ww2.He flew in a Lancaster bomber.
He wasn’t a pilot I’m guessing radio operator or gunner. So the story goes they were flying back from a night bombing raid (RAF fly on there own at night not mass formations) and the call went out that a night fighter was spotted it had crept up with out anyone noticing and was flying along side the Lancaster. This guy got closer and closer until you "could reach out and touch him”. You could see the guys face and he was waving his arms around gesturing, all aboard had no idea what he was on about until one of them got it "hey skipper that guy has the same tail number as us" through madly waiving there arms they acknowledged what that German pilot was saying and with a salute and a tip of his wings he buggered off.
Now my granddad and the other fellows at the station thought this guy was full of it. A few years later they were called out to a house in south London a lady was in need of an ambulance when they arrived her husband answered the door and showed them through to where his wife was. Whilst taking a look at the woman her husband was staring at my granddads colleague, and then he said I know you. The Paramedic said no I don’t think so sir, and the man said yes I do, the last time I saw you was a field in France and you were helping me into the back of a Lancaster. It turned out that this guy was soe or something like that and he had picked him up in 1944.After that my granddad believed his "tall story’s" as fact.
He used to be an ambulance driver and one of the guys he worked with told a story about when he was in the RAF in ww2.He flew in a Lancaster bomber.
He wasn’t a pilot I’m guessing radio operator or gunner. So the story goes they were flying back from a night bombing raid (RAF fly on there own at night not mass formations) and the call went out that a night fighter was spotted it had crept up with out anyone noticing and was flying along side the Lancaster. This guy got closer and closer until you "could reach out and touch him”. You could see the guys face and he was waving his arms around gesturing, all aboard had no idea what he was on about until one of them got it "hey skipper that guy has the same tail number as us" through madly waiving there arms they acknowledged what that German pilot was saying and with a salute and a tip of his wings he buggered off.
Now my granddad and the other fellows at the station thought this guy was full of it. A few years later they were called out to a house in south London a lady was in need of an ambulance when they arrived her husband answered the door and showed them through to where his wife was. Whilst taking a look at the woman her husband was staring at my granddads colleague, and then he said I know you. The Paramedic said no I don’t think so sir, and the man said yes I do, the last time I saw you was a field in France and you were helping me into the back of a Lancaster. It turned out that this guy was soe or something like that and he had picked him up in 1944.After that my granddad believed his "tall story’s" as fact.
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