Uncle Roger

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Introduction Remember when security fences were only 3 feet high and there to stop you walking into props, and if you asked permission from the friendly controller you had the freedom of the airfield, or if you went up market you could watch the world arrive from the Queens Building or the top of terminal 3 car park ? If you are curious about those long lost halcyon days of pink and orange 1-11s and whispering giants, join Uncle Roger and his nephew Reginald S. Potter as they fire up the Morris Minor and take you on a trip down the byways of memory lane (but mostly the Luton Airport perimeter road) to re-live the world of classic plane spotting.