By L Miller/ 2010
The late Captain Mickey Munn - an
all-round fine fellow, highly experienced
pilot and, at the time, Sergeant in the
Red Devils (UK Parachute Regiment display
team) - was piloting a Britten Norman
Islander to jumping altitude with a full
load of hairy-arsed paras crammed into
the rear of the aircraft.
With no warning at all, a bang and a
flash of flame, the port engine blew
itself to pieces. Mickey's hands flashed
around the cockpit as he brought the
aircraft under control.
As soon as the aircraft was straight
and level, he turned to his passengers
and said: "Phew, I think you chaps
should." But his words tailed away as he
gaped at the empty passenger cabin.
At the first sign of trouble, the
paras had leaped from the aircraft and
were at that moment floating serenely
towards the earth.
Mickey landed safely to tell the
tale.
The End
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