The next big 'Hurricane' of the winter is on us this morning. There may be a record number of ships in the bay in front of me. I'll have to venture out to see if in fact more than seventeen vessels have squeezed past the Margate Sands! (20 in fact)
I have removed this weblog from general sight for a while. The attention that forced me to close my local weblog has also followed me here and its best I think, to remove the fuel from the flames until those involved find another subject to chew on. At the same time, As readers will see, this weblog/online diary, existed quite happily until I chose to become involved in local politics and elected as a ward councillor but now its perceived as something other than it is; so best keep it out of view and allow a small group of fascinated individuals to move on.
Yesterday was, I hope, the last of my commercial pilot exams at Gatwick. As one other candidate commented at the end: "That was nasty, really nasty" and we all agreed. Navigation, trigonometry and maths is the subject that most people fear most, with good reason and yesterday, predictably, was full of surprises, mainly that the questons one expected weren't there and the one's that replaced them were, well, really nasty!
Whether I will get this weekend's flying job done is another question with the bad weather ahead. BALPA, thepilot's union, have booked us on Saturday to support their BA Pilot's strike march at Heathrow but the forecast is far from good.!