When I was a kid, being a "Neil" wasn't very fashionable (probably still isn't!) but a guy called Armstrong shook that up in July 1969. From that point onwards, there has always been a tiny inkling that learning to fly might be fun, even if it is only in a small plane and not a lunar spacecraft.

In January 2025, a lazy 56 years on, I made the decision that it was now or never. So, with a degree of trepidation, I am learning to fly.

This page is a record of the process and what I have learned. I hope that you enjoy your reading!