Most car drivers–especially blind women–or texting blind women.

What course..?
Have you mistaken me for somone else?
A.

I like Sainsbury.

It keeps the riff-raff out of Waitrose

(Stephen Fry)

I actually prefer Aldi. It’s cheap and I don’t have to mingle with a load of pretentious t**ts who think shopping there is an indicator of them being middle class. Also there are a lot less 4X4’s in the car park. Please add pretentious pseudo middle class t**ts and women driving (especially Hun built) 4X4’s to my list.

Jim, are you keeping the list??

A.

Arrogant slightly post teenage shop assistants in Sainsbury.
I have just returned from there and had to resort to telling them that their automatic check out system was ‘cr*p’.
BECAUSE IT IS!!!!!

Andy, Your reply makes Victor Meldrew look like Mary Poppins, so just for you to answer, what makes YOU a happy Bunny?.:)
Jim.
Lincoln .7

Jim, there is a moment that the speedo needle on some bit of two wheeled machinery goes past certain speeds that still cheers me up.
I also still get a buzz with certain machines running–the collection’s 1904 Aurora, 1903 Marot Gardon or 1900 Singer–so it’s not all about speed.

As to people, I have trouble with so many groups, categories and genders that it’s much easier to say that I have a very select group of chums who tolerate me and me them.

As to the so called modern world–you can stuff it.
A.

Wreckers of law and order. Communists, Maoists, Trotskyists, neo-Trotskyists, crypto-Trotskyists, union leaders, Communist union leaders, atheists, agnostics, long-haired weirdos, short-haired weirdos, vandals, hooligans, football supporters, namby-pamby probation officers, rapists, papists, papist rapists, foreign surgeons – headshrinkers, who ought to be locked up, Wedgwood Benn, keg bitter, punk rock, glue-sniffers, “Play For Today”, Clive Jenkins, Roy Jenkins, Up Jenkins, up everybody’s, Chinese restaurants – why do you think Windsor Castle is ringed with Chinese restaurants?

Plus the modern world, and almost everyone else.
I’m not prejudiced, I hold everyone in equally low regard.

During WWII, mothers with sons or daughters in the service were allowed to display small flags in their front windows with, a I remember–I indeed did grow up during the War–red stars on them, and I think you hung one per child. If one was killed, the star was changed to gold, and you were known as a “gold-star mother.” Pretty Awful.

Thanks for that.
Also I’ll add Air Chief Marshal Sir Geoffrey Salmond and Air Chief Marshal Sir John Salmond.
Both ended up as chiefs of the air staff.

A.

Re. the McCudden Brothers, I find that there were actually FOUR McCudden pilot brothers–three killed, one survived. There were two Jameses, with different middle names.

Not quite Mr Wilk but close.
There was a fourth brother see below.
This was taken from ‘The Aerodrome’ website.

There was a fourth brother, Maurice Vincent McCudden born in
1901. Unlike his three elder brothers, he went straight into the RFC rather than the Royal Engineers. He enlisted as a “Boy” around 1916.

To cut along story short, in 1920 he was accepted for pilot training, I think at the direct intervention of Trenchard who had somehow ensured the family would be able to cover any costs. However Maurice failed the medical due to a childhood head injury and it was then arranged he would be released from the service, and would be able to gain his pilot licence with the Royal Aircraft Factory/Establishment in a civilian role. He then went on to become a very well respected test pilot before I think ill health grounded him. During this period he also raced motorbikes (another McCudden family passion) at Brooklands. In 1933 he became gravely ill with abdominal problems and died shortly after an operation in 1934, aged 33.

Interestingly it appears that their brother-in-law, Arthur Spears was killed when the minelayer HMS Princess Irene blew up at Sheerness on 27th May 1915, and he had a son, F/Sgt Arthur Spears (later Sqn Ldr), who was a RAF fighter pilor in the Battle of Britain .

Sgt-Major William McCudden (father to James et al) was killed stepping off a train in 1921, and I believe their mother may have toured the United States post war as a ‘Gold Mother’–although I’m not certain as to what that quite was–You as an American might be able to enlighten us further there.
Andy