JRT,

I see. Well, we will just have to wait for further reports as to her progress in that direction.
It may well turn out that the only report we hear will be a rather loud one from the direction of Twitchingham camp if Olga's first operational take-off fails to prevail over gravity.

Olga at the gig? She didn't make herself known though, unless her presence was marked by that malodorous stench which I put down to the gent's lavatory backing up?

Today, rain...rain...rain...rain...and then some.