They arrived at Victoria Station and having waved his rail ticket at the barrier, he passed through onto Platform 13 for the Gatwick Express. She'd asked him if he wanted the keys to the flat just incase the flight didn't leave. They had both seen the weather report about a storm called Frank heading to the UK.
"No, I'll be ok, with my travel insurance they have to put me up for the night and feed me if the flight is cancelled or greatly delayed, I'll be fine thanks" so off he went and you know she came home via MBE (MailBoxEtc) and picked up Skinny, as he's now known.
Note 1: Please read previous post to find out who Skinny is.
Last night, she sent an e:mail saying how much we'd had enjoyed having him to stay and thanked him for the goodies that he'd brought her.. no, nothing suitable for me I'm sad to say, but as I had only met him once before when Bad Beaky disgraced himself and me, by giving his right hand a nip, it's no wonder there wasn't anything pour moi!
She woke early this morning to find a response from BUB, the Gatwick Express had not been an express train because of planned engineering works but it had, eventually, got him to the airport.
His 17.00 hours flight to Douglas, Isle of Man was cancelled, he was put up for the night in a hotel, they took off yesterday morning getting to within 10 miles of the island, which is in the middle of the Irish Sea between Northern Ireland and the UK mainland, but the cross winds were too strong and they were turned back to Gatwick. They took off again yesterday afternoon at 15.30 and he landed safely to tell his tale.
Having flown 'a bit' in very small aircraft and landed a few times, she knows the sequence of events which happen when you, a pilot, are on 'final approach' and unless you're landing on a bush strip or a daylight only airstrip, the proceedure is the same the world over.
Note 1: One of the 'trickiest' small airports to land at in Europe is La Mole, at 15k it is the nearest airport to St.Tropez. The crosswinds are so strong that the pilots bring their light aircraft in at an angle knowing the crosswind will correct them at certain height and they'll land safely. This airfield was originally built in 1964 as a airstrip for a local family, extended in 1995, it takes light aircraft and small jets only as the runway is extremely short.
So he's home safely but now has to work like a dervish, for today is December 31st and he's got that massive job to print.
Now, it's been brought to our attention by a very Dear Reader that she doesn't think she has a 'PAST'. HUH. No, I'm not going to name her 'cos she's a 'bit' shy but my next post will be an open letter to her AND to the rest of you, my Dear Readers, who don't think their / your / lives are worth recording for children or your grand children. And.. you most certainly don't have to have a pet of any description to make 'your' life worthwhile.
For your children and other people's children / OR your lives are and can be as: amusing, amazing, astonishing and astounding and those are only words beginning with A..
Now, Dear Readers, you know she doesn't have children for whom she has to collate / tell tales of hers and their ancestors but she does have an extraordinary desire to write, for when you've spent much of your life slightly disconnected from other people by being extremely deaf.. animals and books.. aka the written word, are, for most of the time, your dearest friends.
She's going out, to the Library for a new supply of reading matter, hummus for me and 'easy-peels'. Then she'll come back and write two more posts, yes folks, it's a three post day today for Karen's also getting a post, 'cos Karen's got snow! She went to the Red Flannel Party and was sweet enough to send photos, of the snow and her with her Bob, both I might say, looking mighty swish!
GeeGee Parrot.
December 31st, 2015.
Postscript: She'll 'cruise' by the fresh fish counter at that supermarket she visited on Christmas Eve with Shirley, for tomorrow is another holiday and this store will be closed. There won't be any fresh fish until, hopefully, Tuesday, why?
Well, due to Ferocious Frank, there has been no fishing off our coast, so Billingsgate Fish Market won't be dealing with 'locally' sourced wet fish until sea fishing resumes in the near Atlantic, English Channel, the Irish or North Seas.
"No, I'll be ok, with my travel insurance they have to put me up for the night and feed me if the flight is cancelled or greatly delayed, I'll be fine thanks" so off he went and you know she came home via MBE (MailBoxEtc) and picked up Skinny, as he's now known.
Note 1: Please read previous post to find out who Skinny is.
Last night, she sent an e:mail saying how much we'd had enjoyed having him to stay and thanked him for the goodies that he'd brought her.. no, nothing suitable for me I'm sad to say, but as I had only met him once before when Bad Beaky disgraced himself and me, by giving his right hand a nip, it's no wonder there wasn't anything pour moi!
She woke early this morning to find a response from BUB, the Gatwick Express had not been an express train because of planned engineering works but it had, eventually, got him to the airport.
His 17.00 hours flight to Douglas, Isle of Man was cancelled, he was put up for the night in a hotel, they took off yesterday morning getting to within 10 miles of the island, which is in the middle of the Irish Sea between Northern Ireland and the UK mainland, but the cross winds were too strong and they were turned back to Gatwick. They took off again yesterday afternoon at 15.30 and he landed safely to tell his tale.
Having flown 'a bit' in very small aircraft and landed a few times, she knows the sequence of events which happen when you, a pilot, are on 'final approach' and unless you're landing on a bush strip or a daylight only airstrip, the proceedure is the same the world over.
Note 1: One of the 'trickiest' small airports to land at in Europe is La Mole, at 15k it is the nearest airport to St.Tropez. The crosswinds are so strong that the pilots bring their light aircraft in at an angle knowing the crosswind will correct them at certain height and they'll land safely. This airfield was originally built in 1964 as a airstrip for a local family, extended in 1995, it takes light aircraft and small jets only as the runway is extremely short.
So he's home safely but now has to work like a dervish, for today is December 31st and he's got that massive job to print.
Now, it's been brought to our attention by a very Dear Reader that she doesn't think she has a 'PAST'. HUH. No, I'm not going to name her 'cos she's a 'bit' shy but my next post will be an open letter to her AND to the rest of you, my Dear Readers, who don't think their / your / lives are worth recording for children or your grand children. And.. you most certainly don't have to have a pet of any description to make 'your' life worthwhile.
For your children and other people's children / OR your lives are and can be as: amusing, amazing, astonishing and astounding and those are only words beginning with A..
Now, Dear Readers, you know she doesn't have children for whom she has to collate / tell tales of hers and their ancestors but she does have an extraordinary desire to write, for when you've spent much of your life slightly disconnected from other people by being extremely deaf.. animals and books.. aka the written word, are, for most of the time, your dearest friends.
She's going out, to the Library for a new supply of reading matter, hummus for me and 'easy-peels'. Then she'll come back and write two more posts, yes folks, it's a three post day today for Karen's also getting a post, 'cos Karen's got snow! She went to the Red Flannel Party and was sweet enough to send photos, of the snow and her with her Bob, both I might say, looking mighty swish!
GeeGee Parrot.
December 31st, 2015.
Postscript: She'll 'cruise' by the fresh fish counter at that supermarket she visited on Christmas Eve with Shirley, for tomorrow is another holiday and this store will be closed. There won't be any fresh fish until, hopefully, Tuesday, why?
Well, due to Ferocious Frank, there has been no fishing off our coast, so Billingsgate Fish Market won't be dealing with 'locally' sourced wet fish until sea fishing resumes in the near Atlantic, English Channel, the Irish or North Seas.
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