The Spoons That Are My Ears!

I have been adding photos to my Flickr Account and one set of photos I recently found was of the old Cherokee plane I took my flying lessons in, a cosy Piper Warrior II with a 160 hp Lycoming O-320-D3G piston engine. On my first lesson I flew from St Helier in Jersey to Swansea, but without taking off or landing! That was in 1998, almost nine years ago! On another jaunt I remember flying over Snowdon and the Menai Suspension Bridge, weaving between the clouds. Flying is lovely, but expensive! I have no idea when I'll be able to afford to do it again, unless I build my own craft. What I want is a Fokker Dr.1 triplane!

Last night I went for a walk along the beach with Miss Frisbee Girl. The sunset was amazing, certainly the best I've seen this year, and the weather was perfect, without any wind or rain at all! A cargo ship sailed towards the docks and shone bright gold as it caught the slanting rays of the sun. It looked as if it was importing sunlight into Swansea! Then it occurred to me that it probably really was doing that! We get so little sunlight that we have to import it from abroad. Later I saw it sailing back out, a shadow against the gleaming water, having delivered its cargo safely and filled its hold with darkness! The stars were also amazing!