We'd always come back late and ride through clouds of midges backlit by the setting sun. You can't be me, I'm taken
An American base put a lot of stuff in local circuits. I still wish I could have those white Sea-Island cotton shirts from Saks of Fifth Avenue again, best shirts I ever had, found their way out of the back of the PX somehow...
It seems Bruntingthorpe's a museum now.
