Afternoon all. I saw the last flight of the Sea King helicopters last week. They flew round the Cornish coast. They were known as baggers because of the sonar equipment hanging down underneath. Must be sad for people who worked on aircraft and ships when they go out of service.
Not just the users. When we did the afore-mentioned trek by car across London from Greenford to Blackheath we would see Concorde coming in to land. Fabulous site and a thrill, even day after day. No Spitfire et al here of course but always amused to see the small flying jobs, including an occasional bi-plane, flying along the local coastal resorts advertising events, restaurants, attractions. Feels very 50s.
Vendée - 20kms from Atlantic coast.
"The price good men (and women) pay for indifference to public affairs is to be ruled by evil men (and women)."
I saw Concorde taking off at Heathrow once - I was in a meeting in the old control tower building (gone now). The meeting paused to watch it, and because of the noise - you couldn't talk over it.
Doncaster, South Yorkshire. Soil type: sandy, well-drained
Evening all. Love your pix too Pat - although you're probably asleep now In a slightly tenuous link to the 'war & planes' talk, I'm about to have a quick dinner and then go to the cemetery. My dear old Dad would have been 100 today. Not in the Army, Navy or Air Force, as he was deaf, but he 'played' his part in a different way Miserable old day here - wondering when it'll stop raining. Been on constantly since yesterday afternoon. Weirdly mild though. Busy day at work too. Looking forward to my week off next week. I may try and take daughter out driving too. Dreading how much it'll be to add her onto my insurance! Mary - when we hear helicopters, it's usually some wealthy person heading to a golf course. Different when on hills - it's usually not a welcome sound, although they're often doing practice runs. Any update on your tree situation doc? Have you let Moira back into the house yet? Think LP was going away right enough.
It's a place where beautiful isn't enough of a word....
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Hiya @Fairygirl ... give your Dad a wave from me ... Pa would've been 98 last March ... there were many ways of doing your bit during the war. Ma milked cows and bashed mangolds so the men could go and fight ...
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
I'll do that Dove Giving people something to dance to and take their mind off it all would have been a pretty good contribution. He played all through the Blitz and never thought anything of it. He was stopped once by some police, suspicious because he was out so late, and what was he carrying in the case? 'My saxophone' he said. They were a bit surprised
It's a place where beautiful isn't enough of a word....
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
I'll do that Dove Giving people something to dance to and take their mind off it all would have been a pretty good contribution. He played all through the Blitz and never thought anything of it. He was stopped once by some police, suspicious because he was out so late, and what was he carrying in the case? 'My saxophone' he said. They were a bit surprised
You're absolutely right ... I bet he saved many people's sanity by giving them an hour or so of happiness, free for the moment of worries and hardship. A hero
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
Weepy here but just a reaction to chopping a kilo of onions to go with 3 kilos of green tomatoes to make relish. Get me every time.
Food and music are essential to well-being, especially in stressful times. How do you play a sax if you're deaf tho? Vibrations? Low level hearing?
Rasta is hilarious. Oh came back from his golf practice and saw her standing on my sofa looking out of the window on Aiko watch (doggy neighbour). 5 minutes later he called her for their evening walkies but no response so he had to go and fetch her. Pretending to be fast asleep on the sofa!
Rogan josh for dinner here (home-grown toms and garlic) with home-grown cabbage with cumin and home-made naan. Yum. Oddly, SMs here don't do raw chicken liver which is very sad as we used to love warm chicken liver salad. I've been told of an organic chicken farm tho so will have to see if they have them. That'll mean a day out to Mothe-Achard and maybe further to St Gilles for a fresh sardine lunch.
Vendée - 20kms from Atlantic coast.
"The price good men (and women) pay for indifference to public affairs is to be ruled by evil men (and women)."
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I saw the last flight of the Sea King helicopters last week. They flew round the Cornish coast. They were known as baggers because of the sonar equipment hanging down underneath. Must be sad for people who worked on aircraft and ships when they go out of service.
In a slightly tenuous link to the 'war & planes' talk, I'm about to have a quick dinner and then go to the cemetery. My dear old Dad would have been 100 today. Not in the Army, Navy or Air Force, as he was deaf, but he 'played' his part in a different way
Miserable old day here - wondering when it'll stop raining. Been on constantly since yesterday afternoon. Weirdly mild though.
Busy day at work too. Looking forward to my week off next week. I may try and take daughter out driving too. Dreading how much it'll be to add her onto my insurance!
Mary - when we hear helicopters, it's usually some wealthy person heading to a golf course.
Any update on your tree situation doc? Have you let Moira back into the house yet?
Think LP was going away right enough.
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Hiya @Fairygirl ... give your Dad a wave from me ... Pa would've been 98 last March ... there were many ways of doing your bit during the war. Ma milked cows and bashed mangolds so the men could go and fight ...
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
Giving people something to dance to and take their mind off it all would have been a pretty good contribution. He played all through the Blitz and never thought anything of it. He was stopped once by some police, suspicious because he was out so late, and what was he carrying in the case? 'My saxophone' he said. They were a bit surprised
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Food and music are essential to well-being, especially in stressful times. How do you play a sax if you're deaf tho? Vibrations? Low level hearing?
Rasta is hilarious. Oh came back from his golf practice and saw her standing on my sofa looking out of the window on Aiko watch (doggy neighbour). 5 minutes later he called her for their evening walkies but no response so he had to go and fetch her. Pretending to be fast asleep on the sofa!
Rogan josh for dinner here (home-grown toms and garlic) with home-grown cabbage with cumin and home-made naan. Yum. Oddly, SMs here don't do raw chicken liver which is very sad as we used to love warm chicken liver salad. I've been told of an organic chicken farm tho so will have to see if they have them. That'll mean a day out to Mothe-Achard and maybe further to St Gilles for a fresh sardine lunch.