In January 1953, with several Exceptional flying ratings and a Master Green Instrument Rating under his belt, Dad again received recognition from the RAF for his outstanding ability as a pilot. In Transport Command there were two ways a really outstanding military pilot could be rewarded.
He could be permitted to shepherd VIPs around, and Dad had already flown many VIP trips.
Or, if he was really, really good, he could be made to examine other pilots, who were frequently senior in rank to him, and downgrade their flying rating if he saw fit. That the same (just possibly disgruntled) officer might turn out to be his CO on his next posting was not, apparently, regarded as a possible flaw in the system.
And so, one foggy January evening, off Dad flew to RAF Dishforth to join the Transport Command Examining Unit.
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