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People were waiting in the building watching the airline staff going through their paces, literally, on the tarmac below.
Each armed with a walkie-talkie, comments were being passed on and decisions made.
It was raining and the runway would be wet and slippery.
It was just a little bit worrying.
And also amusing in an obtuse sort of way.
This was their only aircraft, shiny, new and their pride and joy. However, the pilots preferred to only fly in good weather rather than run the risk of getting it dirty.