Childhood dreams? I had two. RAF pilot or palaeontologist.
So either breaking the sound barrier… or gently brushing dirt off a 150-million-year-old bone.
I still get a buzz seeing military aircraft — they’re incredible machines. I’ve never made it to an air show, but it’s firmly on our radar to do with Ollie one day.
Fossil hunting was a proper obsession when I was a kid. I found loads of little shellfish, and once — a small fossilised footprint. No idea what it belonged to, but it felt like buried treasure.
One day, I’d love to take Helen and Ollie down to the Jurassic Coast for a proper fossil-hunting day out. Just for fun… but also secretly hoping we find another mystery print in the rocks.
A day as a fighter pilot or fossil expert?
Absolutely. But just one. I quite like not crashing… or digging in the rain.



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