by Gwyn Mullett
The true story of a record-breaking pilot's life
Part 1 & Part 2
It was at a very early age that I developed the passion for all things flying. My father, at the time, lew with BOAC and I often saw him all dressed up in his uniform ready to leave the house to go flying to some exotic place that I had never heard of. But it was when I lived in Bristol at the age of about six that I saw my first aircraft flying low over my house in the shape of the infamous Bristol Brabazon. Something stirred in me that day. In my teenage years I endured the fun and games of learning to fly. This was followed by two years of college life where my flying skills would hopefully be honed to the point that I could follow my passion and earn my passage in my working life as a pilot. I made it and joined BOAC and ended up flying my dream aircraft in the shape of the VC-10. My story starts here.
My name is Gwyn Mullett and I was born on 27th January 1946 in Montreal, Canada. We moved to Bristol, England in 1949. In 1953 we then moved again to the town of Wokingham which was about 30 miles to the west of the new London airport named Heathrow. It was here that I grew up until I completed my education and, in 1964, had qualified to go to the College of Air Training on the south coast at Hamble, near to Southampton. I graduated in the summer of 1966 and joined BOAC in the August. I started my airline life flying the superb Vickers VC-10. On May 5th 1967 my lovely mother died and left a big void in my life. In 1968 I qualified as a Flight Navigator and ended up both flying and navigating up to 1971 when I converted onto the new 747 that had just been delivered from Mr Boeing. In late 1971 BOAC and BEA combined their talents to form British Airways – or BA for short. In 1976 I went back to the VC-10 and completed a command course that year and became the youngest Captain in the airline since 1949. In 1981 I converted to the 737 and discovered Europe, and in particular Berlin. I stayed until 1992 when I then converted onto the newer 747 model and remained there until my retirement on 27th January 2001. My private life is pretty colourful as you will find out.
Part 1 is the story of my life to the end of 1979 when I left the VC-10 as a Captain. Part 2 continues the story until my retirement early in 2001
There were times when I was sad and there were times when I was happy. There were times when I could not believe what I had done. I was stupid on some occasions but the funny thing is that if I was asked to do it all over again I would do exactly the same.