One evening as he made his way to a local church social in the village hall during the 1950s a loud crack shook the ground & the night sky turned to an orange glow lighting the way for him. Shrugging his shoulders the author made his way through the village & in the distance he heard an explosion as a jet aircraft hit the ground. It was a common enough occurrence in the village of Ilton; RAF Merryfield was always losing aircraft & on a regular basis. Fifty years later & in an effort to put his indifference right the author began to investigate air crashes in & around Somerset. What he discovered appalled him at the sheer scale of it all. He now shares his findings of Somerset air crashes since 1945 with you.