Tom Cornish flew Spitfires and had lightning reactions to match. His brother, Mike, flew a Lancaster bomber, and was as safe and steady as a rock.
Too bad that Tom had a nasty habit of referring to "flying tramcars" and "lumbering Lancs", or saying fighter pilots needed twice the skill and courage of bomber crews. To him bombing was about as risky as delivering milk.
Mike was so made that he invited Tom aboard the Lanc for one of those "milk runs".