Tsk, tsk, Max. Then I won't be able to award you one of these stamps:
One of the reasons (apart from, 'because I could'!) that I did some hours in the Tiger Moth was to experience 'something' of what life might have been like for my great uncle. That stamp is from his logbook, when he was at an AFU shortly after arrival in the UK. It goes a long way towards explaining where my aviation interest comes from. I'll never fly a Lancaster, but the Tiger was very accessible.
And part of the experience of flying a Tiger Moth is to puff and pant as you pull the prop through, trying to get it started on a cold Camden morning! Hence, I made sure I got some instruction in the art of propeller swinging. Gives you a good understanding of how hard the 'erks' worked!!
I'll admit the aircraft I flew had brakes though (and a radio, powered from a battery that had to be plugged in to a trickle charger overnight!!). The mod-cons!!
Adam