This is the site of a WW2 airfield that subsequently came into use for Formula One races, would you believe? As a WW2 airfield, it was never a key location for the RAF although it was briefly home to the Canadian RAF as well. Its foray into F1 was temporary and disastrous for the circuit owners at least. You see it’s built on Bodmin Moor and hence its meetings were bedevilled by fog, livestock and transport/access problems.

It is an interesting spot because the airfield is still there and planes do still land and take off there, although I’m pretty sure that it rarely happens now. A road runs across the land so it’s open access for humans and animals alike. The Davidstow creamery is at one end and to be honest, it looks more like a nuclear power plant than the place where the wonderful Cornish Crackler is made. The airfield’s buildings are crumbling and rotting – increasing chaos in a sleepy kind of way so typical of Cornish landscapes.

DM is pictured on one of the places where a plane (or several planes) would have been stored in the war, now-defunct buildings behind him, home only to sheep and fly-tippers now. In the background on the right is Rough Tor – strangely pronounced “Row” Tor and the landscape pimple above the building is Brown Willy, Bodmin Moor’s highest point. Both are much bigger than they look in this image.

We weren’t reccie-ing the airfield,neither were we really flying (the Mundano stealth machine was in action, the sunshine bus is too conspicuous). We were checking out a potential employer…job app goes in today and we await response! Get knocked down. Get up, dust oneself off and try again. Never give up. Hope springs from adversity. One door closes, another one opens. STOP - am I trying to tell the world that I'm not giving up or trying to bolster my own flagging spirits? I'll leave you to decide.