A hazy day

The brain is recovering from one of those migraine thingys, so the boy has ensconced himself in his corner of the shed, peace and tranquility aided by the demon nicotine.

Many moons past a young co-pilot was puffing on a pipe in the crewroom, he was taken aback when Robert warned him that if he wasn't careful he would fall off the end of his incinerator. :-)