Enjoy your Tangmere jolly, Bruv.
"My great Uncle passed before I was interested in WW2 and stuff. He was a mechanic that kept 43 Squadron flying."
Yup, Tangmere was the base of Nos.1 and 43 Squadrons RAF in the 1930s, when the two units were flying the beautiful Hawker Fury biplane fighter. The healthy competition between the two led to both becoming superb fighting outfits.
[LOL - I wrote the nickname of No.43 Squadron here - and the sad PC Pleese automatically converted it into 'Fighting bowling balls'. How ridiculous!]
Further on the different types of memorials to be found, pubs are often named after a famous personality or event. When the airfield closed at Tangmere in the 1970s and a housing estate went up close by soon afterwards, the new pub was named 'The Bader Arms' - which caused this ol' cat to initiate a campaign to have the place renamed 'Bader's Legs', but neither the landlord or brewery would go for it. Miserable buggers. Ironically, the great Legless One was a life-long teetotaller. Also, not being a member of the House of Lords, he never displayed a heraldic coat-of-arms, which makes the pub's name even less correct.
Never mind, there's a pub that rejoices in the name of ' The Nelson Arms' in the village of Churchill in North Somerset. There's another splendid li'l hostelry, The Crown, up the lane; a good base from which mount a cutting-out expedition to remove the second S from the sign in order to render the name more appropriately singular.
