planedriver

65 is the new 45!

That gregrobertson says such nice things, which makes me a mere 46.

Geeeeeeeeeeeez i'm feeling better already!:rilla::rilla::rilla::big_grin:

Try showing your CFI your Pension Card and ask if you can go flying for $2.50.

Don't blame me if it does'nt work though, it was just a thought!

Regards

Planey

Brilliant!

I had a very hot :Annie:Vindaloo at a restaurant on Saturday night, and on Sunday morning all the family who were in the que behind me were going like this

It's obvious.

A stitch in time saves a 9.

yeah it is definately a choice, /QUOTE]I have a basic theory about most mechanical things in life, which is "simplicity, is generally the essence of reliability".

 

Like many others, i've also been in a gyro-glider on the end of a rope (at Erskine Park NSW) towed by an ancient Ford Falcon down the strip, but also had a couple of flights in hellies.

 

Thinking about all the moving parts needed to function correctly to keep us up there, each time I was reminded of the story of the fully automatic rocket plane flight from London to New York where the inflight announcement went something like this.

 

"Ladies and Gentleman, welcome aboard this inaugural rocket propelled flight from London to New York. This is the start of a new era in travel, there is no pilot on this flight which should be of approximately 1 1/4hrs duration. Everything is fully automatic, and to put you at ease, we wish to advise you that all systems have been so exhaustively tested, and re-tested, that there is absolutely no chance that anything will go wrong, go wrong, go wrong, go wrong. i_dunno

Bet the cattle were less impressed. ;-)

Perhaps Tiger should be using a driver?

Some years ago, I was driving along in my Sunbeam Alpine complete with red-check Jackie Stewart cap, thinking I looked the part. All of a sudden, the front of the car, windscreen, and of you guessed it, my new cap, got thoroughly sprayed from the truck I was following.

The truck was loaded with cattle heading towards the abattoir.

I was not impressed! :DirtDOG:

To commemorate her birthday , actress/vocalist, Julie Andrews made a special appearance at Manhattan ' s RadioCityMusic Hallfor the benefit of the AARP

One of the musical numbers she performed was ' My Favorite Things ' from the legendary movie ' Sound Of Music '

Here are the lyrics she used:

(Sing It!)

If you sing it, its especially hysterical!!!

Botox and nose drops and needles for knitting,

Walkers and handrails and new dental fittings,

Bundles of magazines tied up in string,

These are a few of my favorite things.

Cadillacs and cataracts, hearing aids and glasses,

Polident and Fixodent and false teeth in glasses,

Pacemakers, golf carts and porches with swings,

These are a few of my favorite things.

When the pipes leak, When the bones creak,

When the knees go bad,

I simply remember my favorite things,

And then I don ' t feel so bad.

Hot tea and crumpets and corn pads for bunions,

No spicy hot food or food cooked with onions,

Bathrobes and heating pads and hot meals they bring,

These are a few of my favorite things.

Back pain, confused brains and no need for sinnin' ,

Thin bones and fractures and hair that is thinnin' ,

And we won't mention our short shrunken frames,When we remember our favorite things.

When the joints ache, When the hips break,

When the eyes grow dim,

Then I remember the great life I ' ve had,

And then I don' t feel so bad.

Hope you sang loud enough for the neighbours to hear.

The Subrolla was headed for Darwin.

The crew who'd been at sea for far longer than they'd really wished for, began to get a bit toey after one of the crew mentioned that there was a good chance that "they could catch a few crabs after arrival"

Unaware that he'd meant the muddy variety, which are great eating, they disembarked and raised-riot in the Top End.

This raised much displeasure with the Capitano who warned, that if it occurred again, it would not only be their rations which would be cut-off.

Not wishing to bring discredit to the subrolla crew, he ordered a double serve of bromide to be added to the crews morning tea, in a bid to curb their ardour:sad:

Dikka:cool:, was still nowhere to be seen. With his vast experience, he certainly knows when to lie low, and the local lovelies confirmed that, with satisfied grins on their faces.

Locky was was still playing with his SEXtant, and claims he was only trying to get a grip of his bearings.

Tomo had nothing to add, as he was still in holiday mode, but Hiho was busy trying to fathom out out how those Mexicans south of the Victorian border, manage to perform a hook turn at traffic lights.

Darky who's been AWOL for a week, had been studying too hard, and was getting confused between weight and balance, and how much those in her profession should charge in getting people back on the right track.

Turbo at this time, was getting very concerned about stepping on the gas too much so the subrolla captain could do a bit of waterskiing, withought having to buy too many carbon credits...................

Hiho, Thanks that was great. I worked at Oakland airport for two years, and I used to paddle my kayak around Alkatraz, so that bought back some memories......................................

The kayak bit was an afterthought, but it sounds good!

Nice one kaz.

Brings back memories of my first lesson which was in a J5 at Shoreham UK in about 1964.

Having always had a fascination for aeroplanes, I decided to take my first lesson while my boss assumed I was working. It smelt fumey, a bit draughty, me nervous, and no barf bag supplied. Sadly, my new pin-striped business suit was the substitute, and I was this colour;)

Next time, wearing clothes fit for the rag bag I went in a Beagle Terrier, which from memory was a civil conversion of the Auster AOP6 and my breakfast never saw daylight again.

That's Murphey's Law for you.

Kind Regards

Planey

Shortly after a British Airways flight had reached its cruising altitude, the captain announced:

'Ladies and Gentlemen, this is your Captain.

Welcome to Flight 293, non-stop from London Heathrow to Toronto. The weather ahead is good, so we should have a smooth, uneventful flight. So sit back,relax and..... OH, MY GOD !'

Silence followed!

Some moments later the captain came back on the intercom.

'Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry if I scared you. While I was talking to you, a flight attendant accidentally spilled a cup of hot coffee in my lap. You should see the front of my pants!'

One Irish passenger yelled,'be jezus you should see the back of mine!'

I remember the guy you're talking about."

Supershort stop and go by very experienced bush pilot.:thumb_up:

The back seat of an F-18

Make sure and click on all 5 excerpts.

Make sure your sound is on.

Be sure to watch all of the 'scenes,' especially 'Scene 2'.

You have to click on each photo at the left to watch the scene.

(The first one should open on its own.)

http://alt.coxnewsweb.com/ajc/swf/blueangels/blueangels.swf

Maintenance tip for owners of VW powered aircraft:angry:

Save on maintenance time= more flying time, providing you still have fingers attached.

A man suffered a serious heart attack and had open heart by-pass surgery.

He recovered from surgery to find himself in the care of nuns at a Catholic Hospital.

As he was recovering, a nun asked him questions regarding how he was going to pay for his treatment. She asked if he had health insurance.

He replied in a raspy voice, 'No health insurance.'

The nun asked if he had money in the bank.

He replied, 'No money in the bank.'

The nun asked, 'Do you have a relative who could help you?'

He said, 'I only have a spinster sister, who is a nun.'

The nun became agitated and announced loudly, 'Nuns are not spinsters! Nuns are married to God.

The patient replied, 'Then perhaps you'd be kind enough to send the bill to my brother-in-law.....':big_grin:

Despite taking the precaution of putting L Plates on the outside of the Sub to warn all around about her driving, she had still managed to hit a couple of cargo freighters, narrowly miss the sunken wreckage of that plane that was ditched off Norfolk Island, and was currently scraping along the side of NZ which was causing rivets to shoot in all directions...

damaging 156 mag rims:yikes:, but being a legal-eagle, laid a salvage claim for the sunken Westwind

Decca (The real engineer) was a little bit peed about the damage to the mags, but being a true gentleman who understands women, made allowances by not entering the mishap in his log.

It is good to see that ElCapitan has managed to drag himself away from all those dark-eyed, dusky senoritas (even if it was on his knees) and is safely home in Oz. :welcome:back safe and sound mate.

Meanwhile, Turboplanner is playing around with his new blow-off valve design, and Ahsocks is busy unpacking new (second-hand), sorry, (second foot) socks albeit with a peg on his nose, given to him out of sympathy from the Salvo's.

Tomo's gone AWOL. Hope he has a note, or there'll be trouble!

Darky who's just finished watching "A day in the life of a subrolla driving instructor" was all excited:big_grin::big_grin::big_grin:, and has booked herself in for a refresher course.

Hidey is seriously upset that the incident with the horse should have been alluded to and does suggest that he who suffers from a deficiency of socks have all his travelling aspirations be henceforth confined to the horse iron which seemed to be rusting up.

Along came Planey 3 days later with his can of WD40, as the iron horse had started to seize-up, a bit like the NES.

After spraying till the can was empty, he stopped and lit a smoke and kboom:kboom:in a bid to get a bit of attention to the situation.

"Bloody good job" said some, but he was actually hoping that there would be someone with a few .

Anyway it followed that after the air was filled with WD40, Planey was looking down from above, and noticed many of the NES Grey Brigade arthritis sufferers, starting to move a bit, despite a bit of squeaking.

Is that really someone trying to get their fingers working above the computer keyboard, he thought, or is it the sound of loose rivets:angry:

One of those one's that open when you come near it!? Yes Tomo, remote control ones. Been working with the things for around (Shh!) 50yrs now:gerg:, as the manufacturers all seem to strive in making them more complex, and less reliable.

 

Remember, like so many things--Simplicity, is generally the essence of reliability ( A bit like myself I suppose)

 

Isn't it sad when your down working and others are up flying over your head. That's gotta come close to being a crime! :big_grin:

No doubt about you Tomo, you're a bit of a nut. (I did'nt say nutter:question:)

BigPete asked a sensible question, so i'll have to ask a Fred to try and get a sensible answer.

A man owned a small farm in Aberdeenshire.The Department of Work & Pensions claimed he was not paying proper wages to his farm hands and sent an Inspector out to interview him.

"I need a list of your employees and how much you pay them," demanded the agent.

"Well," replied the farmer, "There's my farm hand who's been with me for 3 years. I pay him £ 200 a week plus free room and board, plus all main meals. There is a lady who cleans and cooks she's been here for 18 months, and I pay her £ 150 per week plus free room and board."

"Then there's the half-wit. He works about 19 hours every day and does about 95% of all the work around here.

He makes about £100 per week, pays his own room and board, and I buy him a bottle of Scotch every Saturday night.He also sleeps with my wife occasionally."

"That's the man I want to talk to...the half-wit," says the Inspector

"That would be me then," replied the farmer

Yesterday arvo Planey was working on an automatic gate at Dural NW Sydney, when he was distracted by a sound from above.

On looking skywards as most of us frequently do, he saw a Pipstreal Virus just purring along in the blue sky heading south.

Not an everyday sight, but I can tell you that the Rotax was so quiet and it sounded just so sweet. I thought that it may possibly be a new owner of one that was advertised for sale in the current RAA Mag, taking his pride and joy home.

If my assumption was right, although it would have been very hot up there behind the perspex screen, i'd have willingly swapped places with you (lucky fellah).

Good luck whoever your were, your plane looked fantastic:thumb_up::thumb_up::thumb_up:

Kind Regards

Planey

There once was a flyer called Tomo

Who some thought was a bit of of a Commo.

He wrote wot he writ

Made himself took a twit

But he vowed to try harder tomorrow.

24hrs and no follow-up.

What are you doing to us Tomo?

Maybe we are more into flying and telling tall stories.(even if they are never ending)

Meanwhile Tubs, AhHaHa Locks, BluesBrosDarky, and the like, are no doubt planning on bombarding you with poetic justice, as retribution.