Yes I know, it is entirely pointless, ridiculous, etc.
But it does amuse me slightly, to think of the builders coming to knock down our sorry little bungalow in a few weeks’ time; then digging the foundations of the 2 swank pads that are going to replace it, only to unearth a random selection of my pants, not very far from the surface.
Am I abnormal?
Well not exactly a jumbo jet, but I have been flying one of these bad boys!
Check it out!
We have been viewing Ashton Keynes and the surrounding area from the air, and while I cannot claim to have been in any way instrumental in surviving the experience, I did get to fiddle with the control stick rather a lot (oo-er). And I must say it was extremely responsive!
Here is Ashton Keynes from above:
And here is me, looking more than slightly anxious at wobbling about 1800 feet in the air or thereabouts (if I understood the controls correctly, which is enormously unlikely).
Thank you very much Auntie Tina for my early birthday present! Very splendid.