RAF Manby is now a showground and has a small flying school where you can do parachute jumps. The, now private, housing around has street named after aircrft like Lighening, Spitfire, Vulcan etc. This is one for my ghost guide: First a bit of history: RAF Strubby came under RAF Manby RAF Flying College from VJ Day until closure in 1972. The nucleus of the staff of the Empire Central Flying School was transferred to RAF Manby to open the Flying College in 1946. Manby later became the home of the College of Air Warfare, part of which was the School of Refresher Flying. Ghosts: The area is haunted by a Second World War pilot. He is sometimes seen wearing a long coat, and at others wearing his flying gear. The drone of aircraft engines is sometimes heard over the old runways. Personal ghost story. I was working at manby on a Car show for the exhibition team. In a break my father and I went to the old control tower. It had huge signs saying danger keep out. Ok I am like my dad..we climbed through a window and went up the stairs..some were missing.. We stood in the contro; tower thinking of the men who once operated it. My dad said take a photo and see if any ghosts are going to be in it..very tongue in cheek. When the photos came back I told my parents no ghosts. My mum looked at the photo and told me I was wrong..no no one in the room. Look at the window she said..and sure enough sat on the none existant runway outside the window..was shape that for all the world looked like a Lancaster Bomber! There was nothing there when I took the photo and it was full sun..no shadows. Footnote: I understand the aircraft noise..when I was a teen my dad woke me up and said listen. A full moon and silent night but we could hear an aircraft..a big bomber (they used to call me radar as I know engines and could hear planes coming long before anyone else) and as we listened it would cough and we heard only 2 engines..then one cut out. He didn't make it said dad. The skies were empty. read more

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My first job after leaving school in 1961 was as an Assistant (Scientific) at the Main Meteorological Office at RAF Manby, next to Tedder Hall, now the district Council HQ. We worked on a roster 24/7, 365 days a year. One of my tasks was to make hourly weather observations day and night, which involved an hourly cycle ride to the instrument enclosure to read temperatures, and cloud heights using a cloud searchlight at night. The camp was usually deserted in the wee small hours, and the hourly journey took me past two hangars, often with aircraft parked outside them. I am not susceptible to ghost stories but in a gale the rattles and bangs of the heavy hangar doors sounded spooky, also the steel cables that tethered the aircraft. One morning a thermometer was found to be missing, but the culprit, an airman who had been merry-making the previous night, was caught returning the thermometer in a fit of conscience the next day. He was put on a charge and admitted taking the thermometer and "urinating in the rain gauge". read more

Not exactly a place to visit, now a showground