FIGHTER PILOT

Rose-tinted glasses are one of the most dangerous concepts in the human sphere of consciousness. We love to reminisce about the good old days, to eulogise about how everything used to be brilliant, and we’re so often proved wrong when we delve anywhere deeper than merely mentioning it in passing in pub conversations. ‘Things were so much better in the 1990s,’ someone might say without apparent irony, as their thumb dances across the screen of their smartphone, ordering themselves a cab home and a takeaway to await their arrival, all while checking their likes and shares.

‘I preferred it when there were only four TV channels, you weren’t overwhelmed by choice,’ somebody may respond, neatly forgetting