JRT and Old Dux,
I survived Canadian Thanksgiving and cleverly avoided eating turkey, and return to my quest to fly, and to spend quality time on HWH. If you want my opinion - and you probably don't - I say let's see how long we can make it! and speaking of Olga, Old Dux you certainly rose to that challenge with style. Most impressive; you are hereby awarded the HWH prize for poetry for this year. I am sure she herself will call on you to give you her own opinion of the lines you have written for her. JRT, you have made many brilliant Limerick contributions, but have cleverly avoided any in reference to the 'lady' in question. Perhaps she has the zapper pointed in your direction.

Inspired by JRT's description of his garden paradise and Old Dux's birding adventures I took a stroll in yon fens and meadows yesterday - the highlight was a Yellow-billed Cuckoo. Quite hard to find normally, I guess you could say I just got lucky.


"you know you've done a wheels up landing when it takes full power to taxi."