In 1942, an eighteen-year-old John Hatherley (my father) joined the RAF and spent the next three years racking up over 500 hours and flying anti-shipping sorties in World War 2.
He was a navigator rather than a pilot (and at the end of the war went on to become an instructor) and joined 143 squadron based out of Banff in Scotland. There, he flew in Bristol Beaufighters before, in October 1944, De Havilland Mosquitos replaced the Beaufighters. The Mossie was definitely his favourite.
He flew in the FB Mk. VI, the one with the rockets under the wing. (I remember building a 1/72 Airfix Mosquito Mk VI when I was a kid.)
(The video above is an RAF propaganda film explaining the kind of missions that Dad flew.)
So, of all the WW2 aircraft, I’ve always had a soft spot for the Mossie. Not only was it arguably the most successful aircraft of the War (depending on how you measure success, of course), but it just looks right – clean and elegant. The fact that Dad flew in it is a bonus.
Seeing the Mosquito in flight
Although we went to numerous air shows when I was growing up, I don’t remember ever seeing the Mossie in flight. There was one still flying back then, RR299, but I don’t remember seeing it at an airshow.
I was lucky enough to see RR299. In the mid-90s, I was working on a site building the Flintshire Bridge over the River Dee near Queensferry, and I remember hearing the roar of Merlin engines and seeing a familiar silhouette banking above me.
That was only a day or two before its tragic crash at Barton Aerodrome.
And that was the last example of an airworthy Mossie anywhere in the world, until New Zealand’s Glyn Powell restored KA114 in 2012. There are now three (I think) airworthy Mossies in the world. There are none in the UK, though. At least, not yet.
Mosquito experience
Which brings me, eventually, to last week and the Lincolnshire Aviation Heritage Centre’s Mosquito Experience day that my brother Phil and I attended. The museum is now the home to Tony Agar’s restored Mosquito NFII HJ711, a night-fighter variant, that he has been working on since 1971 (so over 50 years!). And now the museum offers experience days to get up close and personal with the machine. (And if you really wanted, you could sit in the navigator’s seat while the aircraft was taxying.)
(Yes, I’ve spelt taxy correctly. That surprised me as well.)
We arrived at 9:30, just in time to see their part-restored Lancaster, Just-Jane, being wheeled out of the big hangar. Phil and I checked in and enjoyed our complimentary pot of tea (and a magnificent breakfast bap, which wasn’t free) before heading to the Sergeant’s Mess for a Mosquito talk.
There were 50 of us in total, almost everyone my age or a little older. And mostly men, with a couple of supportive partners.
The talk was very entertaining, covering the Mossie’s history and key operations (which I suspect pretty much everyone in the audience knew inside-out). The discussion about Mosquito movies was interesting, but there are so few of them. I made a note to watch The Bombardment (aka The Shadow in My Eye, on Netflix) and The Shepherd (on Disney+).
Then an ex-RAF pilot dressed up in the kit that a typical Mossie crew would wear. (He was actually dressed as a navigator - so what Dad wore.) That was fascinating – it’s so bulky. I hadn’t realised that the pilots would have to attach their parachutes to their harnesses before leaving the aircraft!
After that, it was time for the first taxy session, when we watched the Mossie fire up its throaty Merlin engines and trundle up and down the airfield. (It wasn’t as loud as I was expecting, but then it didn’t get anywhere near full power.)
Then lunch, a very nice ploughman's which Phil and I dutifully ate, despite not being even remotely hungry. We sat next to another Mossie fan – he was here because it was "the best," which we didn’t argue with.
After lunch, we got up close and personal with HJ711 and poked our heads in the cramped cockpit. This was done in small groups, and while we waited for the other teams, we looked at the rest of the museum, ate a complimentary cream tea (cream first – we are Devon born and bred!), and leafed through Dad’s logbook, which Phil had brought.
Then, HJ711 was wheeled into the main hangar and its owner, Tony Agar, gave a talk explaining his journey in restoring his Mossie over the last 50 years. HJ711 isn’t just one Mossie – he thinks it’s made up of 50 different Mosquitos.
Finally, HJ711 was wheeled out for the second taxy session of the day. Phil and I watched it fire up and taxy away, and then we headed out and home.
Other links
Here’s another Mosquito restoration project, the People’s Mosquito.
And here’s news about a Mossie FB. VI that may be taking to the skies in the UK in the next year or two.
And even more photos
Because the Mossie is just beautiful…