planedriver

BREAKING NEWS============

 

News just to hand from the Temora bureau;

 

Edited version-----DIT DIT DIT BLAH BLAH BLAH!

Tim Shaw of Demtel International then popped his his head around the corner and said

"But Wait there's more"

Our mate Decca has just qualified as PIC2 on a J160c on a trip to Temora, How goods that!:thumb_up: ( All done while PIC1 had apparently busy checking his lotto results with his feet on the dasbboard and ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ noises emanating in the headset).

So happy was he, that he felt like a real Captain :ecstatic:which is only natural, word has it that he's made a dental appointment to have 1/2 a gold tooth cap until he is fully qualified:big_grin::big_grin::big_grin:

Elratto who had been checking out Tomo's tent to see if it could be stretched to a three person tent;););) was suddenly reprimanded by ModeratorOfMoralsPete who straightened him out in no uncertain terms.

"I've told you before, I take my appointment very seriously, he said with authority.

Just because the other tennant of this tent maybe busy showing off his landing lights at night-time for a visiting photographer, there's no need to over-step the mark.

I'll just give you an official caution in this instance:hittinghead:, but NES'rs are supposed to act like "the aviation league ofgentlemen":gerg:?******

...banjo's up 'ere!!!

If only I had room.................

 

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I cold serenade all the visitors to Ian's tent, as well as keep a close watch on anyone heading towards me Mum.

Thats great Decca. I'm so grateful to BigPete for giving you such a memorable day and that makes me happy. You are special to me Mate, and others on these forums, and if if anyone deserves it, you do.

Not so happy about you drinking screw -top bottles of wine though.

Next Chritsmas just expect the loan of a pair of multi-grips for the tight ones, or, bring them round to my place, as i'm always more than willing willing to help, if I can.

Sleep tight, reminising of your memorable day.

Rgds

Alan

Hi DaP,

Welcome to Oz, and also these forums which are great.

You may not get much of a responce this Easter weekend as the majority will be at NATFLY which is the biggest RAA aircraft event on the calender. However, i'm sure you'll get a lot more welcomes,and be able to get all the answers you need when they get back.

Kind Regards

Planey

You're darn tootin' it is. :thumb_up: Lookout Temora, :ah_oh: BigPete and Decca are a comin' tamorra. (Friday) :thumb_up:

 

regrets (none) :big_grin::big_grin:

If your taking my Mate with you:question: Tell him from me, that he has to sit in the jump seat with his dials and whirlygigs, just like the good old days:big_grin:

Have a great time, and don't listen, if he says reverse thrust number three:confused:

Rgds

Planey

A nice thought Jack and your kindness is obviously appreciated.

Thats what helps to make these forums what they are.

Enjoyed chatting to you at Natfly last year sheltering from the rain in Ians tent, and once briefly at The Oaks.

Mate, don't forget to include an ad for the Titan and hang it right in the middle of the doorway.

Have a safe and enjoyable trip.

Kind regards

Planey

"Get your eyes off her curves and svelt shape." :no no: he warned. "And no smart comments about how good she would have looked, all wet from that shower :heart:....

Thank God she was'nt at Narromine last year, the majority thought.

It's only natural that young Tomo wants to have his Mums best interest at heart, because she may be providing for his inheritance:question:

However, it would seem that LackaLove needs to take a cold shower, before those forcast for the weekend which we all hope won't happen.

"Not to worry folks" said Tomo, "for my Mum is has a black belt in karate, and any overly amourous forums members will likely get a swift kick in the Jatz Crackers"

"I'll bring the cheese" said Elratto being of good heart.

BigPete said "I'll have you morons know, that I have been officially appointed as a Moderator for this very special event, and won't tollerate any bull:censored:t. And I want you all to know that take my honoured position very seriously........................

"So Team" yelled the RatBoss "Let's go to lunch and ..................

"Start as we mean to carry on.

It is of paramount importance that you each come to the table well prepared, to discuss the best rorts that we can dream up quickly:thumb_up:, as our first junket to NATFLY is only a matter of days away".

"On ya Planey" "Do you want to be my Ops Mgr, the Auditor or do you want to hold all moneys in your own personal account for safe keeping."

.............

I can offer an even better service than that. But the the prime interest is with the money of course:big_grin::big_grin::big_grin:.

I always wear my trousers tucked in the the top of the oversize boots I normally wear, and I have holes in my pockets.

What a kind man you are, and ElRatto is not very appropriate title.

I'll be very happy to accept the position offered.:thumb_up::thumb_up::thumb_up:

" the ability to clamp down on any member that doesn't toe the line or laugh at my stupid tired jokes, and all of the .................

Ho! Ho! Ho! :big_grin:

At least that should count me in.

Chomping at the bit, NotsoLuckyLocks is still waiting for a positive responce from the much younger SabreFlasher.But to overcome the remote possibility of being "stood up" he...................

... Bugga!...Gazumped by Planey!

Sorry mate!

As Ahlocksocks is always turned on by diverse females, he was absolutely incessed about being given the oportunity to see these etchings, whether they're on a wall, or, a RF post:yikes:

...... With those 10 outboards hang'n off the back, it'd fly more like a Gazelle ...................... and look like a ........

"Yea Sure"! came the reply, "I learned all about Bristols when I went to high school, because they liked students to keep abreast of developments, and we noticed that they certainly were";)

VictuallerPete was doing a great job for the Natfy attendees, in trying to procure the services of the infamous, long-lost, much-missed, Red-Runner FriarPuk. "I'm coming then" said the 727 engineer, would'nt miss his drop for quids.

You can stick your Grange Hermitage he said, a mate of mine at Ansett and I used to mix it with Jet A1 and it was the best drop, but unfortunately it used to give you a bad case of wind.

Last time we had a drinking session, I phoned him the following morning enquiring if he he had a hangover? No, he replied. Did it give you wind though?

Not wrong there came the reply:angry:, sure did. I'll be late in this morning as i'm now in Perth.

Sounds a great party mix said the young Queenslander. I rekon if I mix it with a drop of diesel though, it'll also get me half way home as well, at a fraction of the price.

...negotiate 500 horses..../QUOTE]

A diesel donk for a drifter:question:

 

Well if our trusted engineer thinks it's ok :no no: i'll play safe and duct tape a length of 4x2 from the old shed along the wing, so as not to overload the main strut. I'll also put my old skateboard ramp at the end of the strip to help it over the fence.

 

Us country folk have a way of getting things done, he thought.

 

As the throngs of aviation types gathered to witness the inaugural flight, suddenly it was apparent that Decca had disapeared into thin air ;)

Young Tomo is completely bemused by all this, and claims we are from another era.thumb_down

The way we do it these days guys, is you simply get up and dance for the first 10 bars of the music, then pop the question. Your place, or mine:question:

Us younger folk operate a far more efficient system, and cut out all the unecesary bull:censored: to get the appropriate answer. No clandestine codes or bafflements are needed.

So take a lesson from me!:heart::heart::heart: :big_grin:

"Breep ..... clunck ..... zweep ..... clink" replied Turbo in a discussion that is clearer than many of his previous posts "And ...........................

The answers to which are also available in the braille edition of WW2 codes from the Bakers shop, to paint an even clearer picture :artist:, for those with a lower interlect, Planey included.

ImaGettinluckyLocks is revelling in in seeing members battling with the coded messages, while Elsie and Nana who now have big smiles on their faces, revel in knowing when the "coast is clear" for their dubious dalliances ;)......................

Apparently one of my first words was "Airbrrrr" which my parents interpreted as "aeroplane"And one of my earliest memories is at an aishow probably about 1950 and Dad, an ex Lancaster pilot, ducked under the single rope barrier and parked me next to this Lancaster (or Lincoln?) wheel and said " don't move from here! whilst he jumped up on the wheel to prime the port inner which they couldn't start. I was scared :censored:less "cos I knew it was going to be noisy, but dared not move ......

 

Then in about 1955 My Dad took me for a joy flight (good name that) in a

 

Fox moth at Manchester airport ... both of us passengers ..... I'll NEVER forget the great swoopy moment as the Great Big dashed lines of the runway centreline dropped away, and then the VIEW!!

 

Then aircadets and being allowed to actually fly a Chipmunk. I remember one flight in particular out of RAF Henlow on a sports day, and they put me in the queue for the Anson, so I transferred myself to the Chippie queue and that guy coached me to fly the circuit right down to very close in final ...... HEAVEN, and a great feeling of accomplishment.

 

So when, a student at the College of Aeronautics, I discovered that I could fly gliders at half price until I went solo, there went every Sunday from then on. And lots of enjoyable dual way beyond when I could of gone solo, thermalling and generally having fun, until, late one Wenesday evening, whith my Dad there too, after a couple of surprising (instructor induced) cable break exercises, I went Solo.

 

The bug has never gone away .....

Also known as the "flying greenhouse" because of the very large glass area.

Went in one at Biggin Hill, also the "Chippie" which made me puke because it smelt so fumey and I was as nervous as hell. He'd done a few aero's to amuse me, but after the flight he admitted that while inverted and i'd thrown up, he had to think which way to roll out the so I copped my breakfast again, not him

Memories!

Kind Regards

Planey

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We seek him here and we seek him there

One of the under-cover :Flush: agents will surely get a buzz out of finding him.......

Planeys computer is suffering from constipation trying to work out what the last two posts meant?

Could it be some secret code, or is it some private joke only shared by the multi-stripers?

No doubt the intelligencia of this thread can shed a bit of light on the subject, if the authour wishes to keep it from the masses.

Maybe its a signal to Elsie, to say the coast is clear................

A man and his wife were spending the day at the zoo.

She was wearing a loose fitting, pink dress, sleeveless with straps..

He was wearing his usual jeans and T-shirt.

As they walked through the ape exhibit,

They passed in front of a large, silverblack gorilla.

Noticing the wife, the gorilla went crazy.

He jumped on the bars, and holding on with one hand and two feet he grunted and pounded his chest with his free hand.

He was obviously excited at the pretty lady in the pink dress.

The husband, noticing the excitement, thought this was funny.

He suggested that his wife tease the poor fellow some more by puckering her lips and wiggling her bottom. She played along and the gorilla got even more excited, making noises that would wake the dead. Then the husband suggested that she let one of her straps fall to show a little more skin.

She did... and the gorilla was about to tear the bars down.

"Now..... show your thighs and sort of fan your dress at him," he said. This drove the gorilla absolutely crazy and he started doing flips.

Then the husband grabbed his wife, ripped open the door to the cage, flung her in with the gorilla and slammed the cage door shut.

"Now, tell him you have a headache."

...Maybe he could build a fleet of 'em and sell 'em as... Cecil Planes! :lol 8:

 

(....'twas a long night. )

LockyLoo has given himself away, and and can't resist making posts at 2.24am when he gets up to go to the bathroom .

However, if thats where he keeps his computer, and he'd been there since his previous post at 6.24pm there could have been a few red faces :angry:thumb_down in the que.

Cecil's Planes are prone to landing on the other side of the fence. (not that I personally have a problem with that).

"Hello Honkytonk" said the first prospective buyer of one of these aircraft? (sorry for the aircraft reference InstructorBeethoven). "Can you make me one with lots of glitter:question: so I can buzz the floats at the next Mardi Gras and really look the part. Oh!, by the way i'd need an electric start Briggs, co's I don't want to get my hands dirty before the big parade".

"No worries there mate", replied the young macho country manufacturer, who was wearing a pair of overalls which looked like thay'd been made out of a linen tablecloth with a Darky-something designer label emblazened on the outside.

"Just because the Hills Hoist Lookalike Flying machine may look like a clothes line with with satin beds sheets drying, it does'nt mean to say that the others have the Edge over us".................:thumb_up::thumb_up::thumb_up:

... Just then a commotion broke out, out side. Ditdo quickly jumped up with the others and rushed out to sea... (err see)

 

What met their eyes was............

The Marketing Director of The Hills Clothes Hoist Company foaming at the mouth:angry: and spitting chips."Where's that bloody Motza bloke who's coming out with derogatory remarks.:hittinghead:. QUOTE: "I said an AIRCRAFT dammit" How rude can u get?:csm:

I'll have use lot know, that Hills Hoist's with a fan on the back are succesfully flying all around Oz, even if they do sometimes they go under other fancy names. Most of the pilots choose to wear a helmet, but thats only a wise precaution, to protect themselves from the flying pegs.

So MrInstructorBethoven or whatever you like to call yourself, remember, you're talking about a true Aussie icon.

Hearing this, the young gun from Cecil Plains had an idea. If I nick me Dear:heart: Mums clothes hoist, and dig out a not so rattly Briggs & Stratton from the shed, I ought to be able to knock up a cheapie for flying around the paddocks:thumb_up::thumb_up::thumb_up:

Not so retorted Planey, who was sometimes put to work, as the egg-timer is broken.

"You can trust me, Darky" said Tomo.

"Oh ........ that reminds me" answered Darky "You'll need to put your Trust Fund in my capable hands (they have taught her well)......... so bugger the Gazzzzellle and bring on a new Millllennniummmm."

 

"Oh, woe is me" pined Tomo "I wish I had just gone to the Gyro nationals instead."

 

"Now where is mum", he thought "As i haven't seen The Rat or Planey or Dickher, or worse still McSox-in-Jox and his fire hose are nowhere to be found, and everyone knows that HE can't be trusted if both hands aren't in sight. I hope that he hasn't opened the lock on mum's .........................

box, or I too could be chastised:black_eye:.

McLocks felt offended by these remarks:pc strikes back:, and suspected that the lay preacher :pope:from Snake Valley might try to put one Paster, as Planeys probably over the hill.

.... "I don't have any money on me" said Tomo "Can I work it out?"

 

"OK" responded the Dark-one "You can .....................

Avail yourself to use our own financial services, and pay it off at 27 3/4% interest calculated monthly, with a personal interaction with either myself or my secretary to keep you advised of the balance outstanding, after each payment.:big_grin::big_grin::big_grin: It naturally follows, that we do not work hard for nothing, so this will attract a monthly advisory fee, plus administration costs, etc;

"Tee Hee" she thought to herself, I'll soon have enough to buy that blue Gazzelle.

So being considered a valued friend, you should have it payed off comfortably before you retire:ah_oh:

Tomo thought to himself "O ,and felt :broken_heart:, how can I get out of this one"