You mean the disorientation bit, obviously ... although if it's the crowd pursuit you don't need to worry if all they're interested in is a date at the Imperial War Museum to see Little Boy!
That was a nice date though. We had to set off early at 8:15 but I got to see my friend Enola Gay and her Little Boy, not to mention a pleasure flight with the Fat Man, dinner at Trinity House on the way home, I had a Manhattan and a nice bang afterwards.
A friend told me he'd been the other day and one of the WE177's was missing. He did not tell anyone though as he did not want to worry them.
"It's 8:15, and that's the time that it's always been
We got your message on the radio, conditions normal and you're coming home
Enola Gay, is mother proud of Little Boy today
Aha this kiss you give, it's never ever gonna fade away
Enola Gay, it shouldn't ever have to end this way
Aha Enola Gay, it shouldn't fade in our dreams away"
Have you ever read "London Fields" by Martin Amis?