So as this article appears here I shall be in the air. And though I (hopefully) will not be in a turboprop, the words that best express my state of mind are Brian Turner’s:
Your fonder memories
are the shiny haloes
propellers make
on flights
over mountains
on clear days
when you’re
on your way home.
If it’s a clear day (which I doubt), I may even be able to peer over to Oturehua.
My name is Alan Macdougall, and this is my website. There's more about me here, if you really want to get carried away about it.
On the other hand, there's a whole lot of my favourite recent links of interest, photos I've taken, and other stuff over on the Elsewhere page, and there's always the site archives over in Bygones for additional excitement.
But probably you just want to find something specific (why else would you scroll all the way to the bottom of the page, right?), so here's the search box instead.
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Martha
24 March 2006, 14:37 #
I cannot believe
You would leave
On a plane
When the weather
Will make it flail
And people vomit
Alan
24 March 2006, 17:48 #
Ever the poet, Martha.
The plane was an hour delayed, so at 10:00am, the scheduled go-live for the above, I was still sitting in the terminal at Wellington.
But despite the weather, it wasn’t all that bumpy, once we got going. I’ve had worse…
Martha
24 March 2006, 19:09 #
Now I don’t know mcuh about all this tech stuff, but I thought you might be interested to know that my Sage reader didn’t pick up this post.