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Rgds Planey

Welcome Rory and congratulations on your first solo. I bet you still dream about it most nights.

Old Man Tomo has now become a star in our favorite mag, and I heard that his autographs may be available for the price of 1hrs flying, through the Clear Prop Shop.

But don't worry about it, next year it'll propably be your turn, and good luck to the pair of you.:thumb_up:

Good luck mate, keep us posted about your progress.

Kind regards

Planey

Hi Pud,

A tube of Autosol metal polish worked great on the perspex windscreen on my boat which had fine scratches from the tarp, plus No 1 son who uses it occasionaly, and has a nasty habit of wiping salt crystals off the screen without wetting it first.

Being a very fine abrasive, it's no quick fix on a large area, but with a nice clean soft cloth and plenty of elbow grease, it produced great results.

I learned this many years ago from an old time watchmaker I worked with, who used it to polish scratched watch glass faces when he did repairs.

The other stuff he used was Duraglit wadding made in the UK. I did manage to buy a tin here in Oz many years ago. It's a cotton wool type material impregnated with chemicals (oelic acid, I think, and polish) Brite Shine available in Oz would probably be very similar, and I think Supa Cheap Auto stocks it.

Hope this helps.

Regards

Planey

P.S. Never use Mr Sheen on window-tinting inside cars. I learned the hard way, and it made my tinting go all crappy and scaley and was never the same afterwards.

As I have said before I am afraid of clouds and powerlines, but that is a different story. In the above context, where I say "me too, I'm afraid", the "I'm afraid" is a basically meaningless linguistic device that seems to be normal in spoken or conversational english. From what I have been told and from what I have observed it seems to be a sentance filler that aids somewhat in softening the primary message of the sentance although it is almost completely redundant in this instance. I can understand your query, it has taken me a long time to learn to communicate effectively with the neuro-typical population.I hope that this clears things up for you Planey, if you need further clarification don't hesitate to ask.

 

Cheers, Qwerty

Kind Regards

Planey

Me too I'm afraid mate.

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: