We have a new windsock at Whterashes! After spending the last year or so licking thumbs and holding them up in the air, or throwing bits of twig and grass around to try to assess what the wind was doing, one of the resident pilots took matters into his own hands and made the radical move of buying a new windsock and installing it in its rightful place. No more the tattered rag flopping about unhelpfully – now we have a proudly billowing, bright orange, honest to God, proper windsock. Well done that man!