Graham put his face in his hands and groaned at the shenanigans in front of him. "Oh Ye Gods...... I hope that's not going to become a regular thing." he sighed, as a couple of 'erks' on fatigue dutybegan to shovel dirt into a wheelbarrow to fill the hole in the runway. There was a shy cough behind him, and he turned around to see Lynette standing there.<br/><br/>"Ahm, sir? What's happened here?" the quiet RAF girl asked. Graham groaned and sat.<br/><br/>"New pilot; she took a dirty great big divot out of the the runway." he informed her.