A LOVING daughter has paid tribute to her dead father by scattering his ashes while wing-walking on a plane.

Mother-of-two Phyll Whitfield, from Childwall, Liverpool, conquered a fear of heights to fly thousands of feet above where her father, Tom Christian, a Second World War glider pilot, ferried troops during and after the D-Day landings in 1944.

Mr Christian, who died in April, aged 85, had always wanted to go wing-walking with his daughter and Mrs Whitfield, 46, an accountant, said she felt he had now got his wish.

"The whole thing was an experience of such mixed emotions. I really wanted to do it for my dad but when the plane started off I suddenly thought 'what on earth am I doing?'

"But I was talking to him the whole time and I really felt he was there with me - helping me to do it. He wanted me to do it.

"I am only 5ft and walking out on to the wing was terrifying, it was windy and raining. But I got some sense of what it must have been like for my dad when he flew in the same skies.

"Now he is where he would have wanted to be. It had to be done for him."

Bad weather meant for a while it was touch and go whether yesterday's flight from Old Buckenham Airfield, near Norwich, would go ahead at all.

The wing walk was also helping raise more than £1,000 for the Anthony Nolan Trust, which helps people with bone marrow diseases.

Mrs Whitfield said: "We were told on Thursday the flight would be cancelled as the weather had been so bad. Then we heard it was back on. It was a bit of an emotional rollercoaster just waiting to see whether it would happen.

"But I was relieved it was able to go ahead."

Her family, including partner Keith, daughter Hayley, 18, who is training to be a child psychologist, and son John, 14, a pupil at Calderstones Comprehensive School, who has joined the Air Cadets in Woolton, travelled down to watch her.

She said: "I think they were proud of me. It was just me and the pilot up there and I was told if I gave a thumbs down he would know I didn't want to do it. You can't usually get me on a rollercoaster or anything like that because I hate heights. But I was determined to do this.

"My family all watched as I got onto the wing and once the plane landed there was a big group hug. Keith met me with a large brandy."

She said: "My dad always wanted to do it but never did. His ambition had been to have three planes. Him in the middle, me on one side and my half-sister Barbara on the other. I went to fly over the ground he flew over in tribute to him.

"It was an amazing experience to do something he really wanted me to do with him. I feel like we have done it now."