That would be Squadron Leader Tom Lecky-Thompson, my uncle. He won the transatlantic race from the top of the Post Office tower to the top of the Empire State Building, in 1969, flying a Harrier.

It seems that most people who were involved in the RAF around somehow came into contact with my uncle, who was, and still is, quite a character. However, this characterfulness probably explains why he stayed as a Squadron leader and never progressed any higher.

As far as I am aware he was still flying into his early 70s and was examining Civil Pilots until the last couple of years.