So, without a chance to digest our Christmas dinner, we found ourselves jumping on the PRT for a little jaunt over to Great Yarmouth.
All our tip sheet said was that we were attending a ‘Helicopter, persons reported’.
Gaz asked me if I wanted to drive and so with me at the helm, Mel in charge and Gary, Al and Ben in the back we headed off towards Yarmouth.
Even as we headed out of town we were fully expecting to be turned back, but we heard nothing from Control so continued on our way. Traffic heading into Yarmouth was starting to get heavy with the normal choke point around Gapton Hall taking a while to negotiate. It was only as we were within a few hundred metres of the Heliport that Control informed us that we were no longer required.
As we drew level with the entrance to the Heliport we could see a number of Norfolk pumps leaving the incident, some towing their foam-carrying trailers. So, round the roundabout at the Greyhound Stadium and a nice steady drive back to Lowestoft.