Beats the Grey Funnel Line hands down. Royal Navy warships to you.
His missus looks a bit of a dog too. No wonder he looks unhappy.
and then chucked in the bear's pool to be dealt with by the pool bears.
The swimming pool was nothing more than a sunken cargo hatch filled with water about 30 feet square and about 4 feet deep.
the female passengers. One even wanted to take it off me.
I survived!
I also got a CDM - and a rum and coke - and a brandy and dry.
Had an afternoon stopover.
No it's not an oil field, just the masts for the transmitting aerials.
went down far too often. It was pretty primitive really by today's standards.
He came out yelping with three 6" quills through his snout. We had to get the vet to put Bruce to sleep whilst he pulled them out.
We sent for a vet and he said the animal had broken its back.
The Kleenex are under your seats.
So we set about making a controlled bush fire to keep things manageable.
Very little wind so we should be OK.
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Got going nicely didn't it?.
It didn't the fire creates its own wind.
So the Chief lit a fire break - behind us!
and choking smoke in the middle.
But in three months it was all as green as ever.
It wasn't really mine but it was me who got it going so I used it the most.
That's a B41 receiver on the left and a B40 receiver on the right.
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No one's! Peacocks don't lay eggs. Peahens do.
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A bit like clearing your throat.
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It's one hell of a way straight down. I feel giddy just thinking about it.
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