Another example of my favourite gripe. Sitting watching gliders this afternoon at YWCK Warwick. Glider tug called final for 27, Cherokee 6 called turning final for 27 but was actually final for 09. Tug pilot queried and Cherokee pilot said Oh, sorry I am on 09, but went ahead and landed anyway. Tug pilot orbited until runway was clear and landed. So potential catastrophe avoided, don’t understand this, check compass and also the bloody big number painted on the runway. Slightly different, but same place, same time. A departing Baron asked where the gliders were, tug pilot (I think!) said “ six gliders in the air within probably four miles of the airfield and probably between four and six thousand feet but I don’t know where” That is why I don’t like flying when there are gliders in the air, they ar white, skinny and bloody near invisible and could be anywhere. Fortunately, being retired I am not restricted to weekend flying!