First patrol with 2nd Lt 'Pixie' Turkington Smythe...
I haven't done a lot of video editing so you will have to forgive my clumsy attempt out with Pixie for the first time.
''An autumn day like no other'' was the first thing Pixie told his chief mechanic on his return from that first patrol.
Nervous, twitchy and desperately not trying to mess up was foremost on his mind after taking off and trying to form up.
Being nervous was the least of his worries as they neared the front lines. One minute he was quite pleased with himself as he held formation and was starting to relax into the flight.
The next minute, everything went for a ball of chalk as the whole flight just seemed to scatter as a bunch of Huns just charged in out of nowhere!
''I had no idea what on earth was happening, until rounds starting hitting my aeroplane... that woke me up I can tell you''.
Eventually he found himself shooting at some Hun in a black and white albatross, but lost him, then found another who was trying to scarper back over the lines and managed to bring him down... ''What luck''!
Put a claim in with the adjutant telling him what to do, so now he waits... in the bar, obviously!