Up up and away, oh happy day
Ok here goes first ever e mail blog.
I write live from Shoreham airfield, the airfield home to Poirot whenever he took a flight. Shoreham and nearby Worthing are home to countless texts and e mails to the show especially during All Request Friday.
The skipper and I are refreshing, me - how to fly, him - how to teach me how to fly, not easy. I have my licence but as the wise man in the seat next to me says the best way to look upon it is as a licence to continue to learn, and seeing as I was just about to land on the opposite runway to the one that was in use - once again he was completely right.
So gorgeous down here on the coast, and what with only being one show away from a two week break, almost tempted to stay down here and listen to tonight's show on the beach with a beer in one hand and who knows what in the other...
But, nay, nay and thrice nay, I will return my friends, whether you like it or not I shall be with you come five past five this afternoon.
Mayo for the next fortnight, he's a good 'un.
Meantime treat yourself to a litttle Friday something, I've just had a quarter of sugar in me tea, oh heady times eh ?
CLP.
2009.
X.X.X.
p.s. NOAH TAKES HIS FIRST FLIGHT NEXT WEEK. Six weeks and already an aviator, watch that boy go, I had to wait till I was twelve for a pleasure flight over Southport sands.
