@edwardstrngr65 SOPSO at Kent for a det in that era. Lunch with CBFFI in dining room. The controller forgot we had a senior visitor and cleared the F3 for a fly by. F3 snorts over very low, full burner. Crockery rattles, building shakes. No-one said a word as we pretend it didn't happen
The No10 comms team just love having the PM deliver a speech in front of a group of people who visibly dislike him, or very obviously don’t want to be there
A very popular man died in Aberdeen and his old widow wanted to tell
all his friends at once, so she went to the Aberdeen Evening Express and
said, 'I'd like tae place an obituary fur ma late husband.’
The man at the desk said, 'OK, how much money dae ye have?'
The old woman replied, '£5'
to which the man said, 'Ye won't get many words for
that but write something and we'll see if it's ok.'
So the old woman
wrote something and handed it over the counter.
The man read,
'Peter Reid, fae Kincorth, deid.' He felt sad at the abruptness of the statement and encouraged the old woman to write a few more things,
saying, 'I think we cud allow 3 or 4 more words fer ye money.'
The old woman pondered and then added a few more words and handed the paper
over the counter again.
The man then reads# - 'Peter Reid, fae Kincorth, deid. Ford Escort for sale.’
@FXTraderPaul I can't tell you how much joy that GW brought to Christmas Day at Byron in 91.
The sncos saved me the last tin of 6x on the mountain, which was good of them.