DD_Arthur

Fantastic!

Do you mean the Wellington and Beaufort will have 'pits in the next release of HSFX?

This week we 'ave mostly bin' flyin' the 'Urricane. Oo-arr! A.P. Hill makes his first online kill in CoD

AP, I recently got myself an EVGA 660ti 3gb and it's fine. One of the things that swayed me was the 3 year warranty.

If only I knew my way around Kent and how to put up high res screenies...............................................

From last weeks tales of the unexpected;

Come and join us for a spot of CoD tomorrow and I'll talk you through it BA

Really? Thats' going to involve a great deal of rehearsing at short notice, isn't it?

I note one of the witnesses was a Dave Shatford - how apt!

Yes please Sir. Wednesday please Sir.

Can we still get the anatomically correct inflatable sheep?

Wow, thats really impressive Crash!

Bloody!! £12K? Well I can understand it in a way 'cause they'll only make two or three hundred anyway and they'll be bought by serious paparazzi who stand to make possibly hundreds of thousands for a picture of the Duchess of Cambridge in the buff - you know the sort of thing I mean but £700 for the case? Whats it made out of? Rhino horn?

@Jabo; I'm tempted, very tempted.................. http://www.ebay.co.uk/itm/Canon-EF-75-300mm-75-300-F4-5-6-III-MK-3-for-500D-550D-600D-650D/161020045709?ssPageName=WDVW&rd=1&ih=006&category=3323&cmd=ViewItem

http://www.liveleak.com/view?i=c32_1367332518

Very interesting Swep Love this sort of stuff. Have a look here; http://www.derelictplaces.co.uk/main/index.php This is just down the road from me, hidden in the rolling green of the Devon/Dorset border, Cannington viaduct; It's made from non-reinforced concrete poured into shuttering so it's not an easy thing to dismantle but it's been abandoned since the railway was shut around fifty years ago. I expect it'll collapse slowly into the shifting stream bed it's built across eventually. Infact the cost of this bridge was doubled during it's construction when one stormy night one of the pillars started to sink into the gravel bed. They had to bring in hundreds of bricklayers to give it a crutch.

I wouldn't mind one of these to go with my Provost and Swordfish.

How about a Swordfish? Plenty of room to take a few friends if they like standing and a picnic basket too. Short field operating capability, etc.

Lol, FT. You're probably right. I still wouldn't mind seeing a Sabre or a Sea-Vixen do a low pass at an intimate little place like Duxford one day. How about Old Warden? @Jabo and Blubear; are there any sixties jets doing the UK airshow circuit these days? I know very little about these things. I well remember a privately owned Thud at RIAT donkey's years ago. I always thought Harriers were the loudest jets flying and continued to believe this right up until the Thud pilot gave it the beans on takeoff at Fairford. If money were no object, I would'nt have a Spitty or a P51. I'd get a Hunting Provost.

@ Sweper; Yep, Bovington is very close. This whole area is the home to our Armoured Brigades live firing ranges too and, bizarrely, an old decommissioned nuclear power station! I think the name is due to the age of the coast and a certain film but this is the area where nearly two hundred years ago Mary Anning and her brother dug a fossillised Ichthyosaur out of these cliffs at a place called Lyme Regis and mankind were forced to consider that creation was a rather older and more complicated process than we had previously thought. You're quite right though. This is a very desirable retirement area. In fact the whole of the south coast of the UK is too these days. The further west you go the crazier our property prices become.

Sabre? Cor! Any chance of this appearing at Leg-ends in July?

Last Saturday was a beautiful, sunny spring day. At last. It was also my youngest son's eighth birthday. To celebrate we arranged to meet up with my eldest son who is at Southampton uni. We live at the western end of the Jurassic coast. Conveniently, the eastern end of this coast, at a place called Lulworth Cove is the halfway point 'twixt our home and sonny boy's luxury student residence. We meet in the carpark where we find another three thousand people have had the same idea. Fair enough, it really is the first sunny weekend of this year. Lulworth Cove itself. One of nature's miracles of physical geography. On the left, the most important people in my universe stand in front of a big lump of engraved limestone which in essence says "Yer 'ere". The village of Lulworth itself consists of a pub, several old fishermans cottages, several old fishermans cottages converted into crappy giftshops and the site of several old fishermans cottages that were levelled to build a truly horrible cafe/takeaway and the world's dustiest carpark. After a snoop around the cove we head west over a big hill. Looking back to where we came from. I like big hills. When you get to the top, there's always something interesting on the other side. That's Portland Bill and Weymouth in the distance. Portland harbour was an important naval base for over a century until very recently and the bay has swallowed more than it's fair share of Heinkels, Stukas and '109's. Taken from the same spot with full zoom on my spangly 600D. Yours truly, fat and fifty!! Aaarghhhh......... Judging by the expression on my face, one of my elder sons must have just asked to borrow some money! All rather dazzling and blue on this day. The real nugget of gold found on this walk lies just west of here and I merely have to rotate my bulk through one hundred and eighty degrees to find it. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Durdle_Door He's either playing pocket billiards or trousering the twenty quid I've just handed him. Finally, since the bank of Dad appears to be open, we return to The Lulworth Inn for some well earned grub.

Has anyone ever delved into the BBC archives? Not easy to find on their site these days but still stuffed full of gems!! http://www.bbc.co.uk/archive/aerialjourneys/5347.shtml Or if your of a certain age a spot of pure nostalgia from the summer of '76. http://www.bbc.co.uk/archive/aerialjourneys/5328.shtml

Dear Doctor Toad, I'm fat, fifty and I don't think I can get it up anymore. Should I be worried? I can p.m. pictures of this condition if required. Do you have a magnifying glass?