The great, waxed moustache bristled

He served 1939-45, two tours, DFM from the King. An amazing man

There's nothing white that drips out of engines

I was told my RAF career was over

They sent us a worn out Lancaster

We heard a shot, and knew that the escape had been discovered

I'll remember his name til the day I die

I could barely walk, let alone fight

I followed my brother into the RAF

My eyes were opened to a whole new world

You could eat snakes, monkeys, rats and boars if you could catch them

I was meeting people from all over the country