January 17th 1940

A Tiger Moth landed in a field by Huntercombe Golf Club late in the afternoon. We were duty flight and so had to guard it. I got the C.O.'s permission to try and fly it out and Henderson and I went up there, boiled the car first time and returned to fill up and have another try. We spent about half an hour trying to start it when the Station Commander arrived and strongly suggested we should push off home! Not suprising as it was dark but there was a good moon and I had a flare path teed up at Benson.