Welcome to the spiritual world, To me and my religion God is within me its among our work, its our work that stays.
it doesnt contradicts with my religion, and i dont follow my religion first then that instead my soul first then any damn religion.

tell me assuming world 95% islam
1> Can the rest 5% go to pubs?
2> Can the rest five percent do what they wants to do freely without any intervention?

Sorry, I don’t know what you’re getting at, I won’t be patronised, I’ve been around for a long time and have always been aware of the spiritual world, in whatever form I’m supposed to consider it, and am very well read, possibly that is what worries me, when you start to become an old git like me, the end of existance when you’re my age starts to get a bit worrying.
My saviour is having a much younger partner, although, we were sitting up till late last night talking about ‘Life the Universe and Everything’ and she’s more worried about the ‘Endgame’ than I am.
It’s ok to take the p### out of all this, but we are all in the same situation, and no, the other 5% won’t be allowed to do what they want when the Green flag is flying over Downing Street, not a critism just a natural fact of future life, possibly.

Would that be Les Landes on the North West coast by any chance, to get to the remains of the German artillery pieces thrown over the side at the end of the war ?

It was on the NW coast, but it was 40 years ago and my geographical memory of Jersey is sketchy.
We travelled on a very ancient green Jersey transport single decker, the road down to the bay was so steep that on the way back, it couldn’t cope and we had to get out and walk.
This particular bay had another, inaccesible cove to the east with a very large cave which we assumed linked the 2 together at low tide.
My old man couldn’t wait for low tide and led me on a finger tip climb down the cliff face.
Half way down we found a line of cannon shells sticking out of the rock, quite a sight, never seen anything like it before or since, I managed to prize one out with my pen knife, I seem to recall that further investigation led us to believe that it was the result of a Mosquito strafing attack on a German position, but you may know more.
The cave, incidentally, was worth the trip, I remember wading in waist deep and being nipped by crabs, can’t recall going all the way through though.
Jersey in those days was quite fascinating, the farmers drove to market in former Wermacht trucks still painted in field grey, and wherever you went there were wartime relics everywhere, some of the bunkers still contained beds and equipment, one old boy let us into a large complex in his garden and everything was left as it was, there were even bikes still propped up against the wall where the Germans had left them, I seem to think it was in St Ouen.
Just to get back on thread, didn’t the Germans originally plan a glider type assault on the Islands, and wasn’t the same considered by the British after D-Day but considered not worth it, let them starve, was the final desision I gather.

I live in Luton and know a great many Muslims, all decent chaps/chapesses and preferable to the American Baptist Christians anyday. More moral than the C of E and when you talk to them their religion makes far more sense.

So I too would tend to agree with Roscoria and would go further and say that if moderate Islam became the de-facto religion of Western Europe then even I as a pagan would welcome such a developement.

Mosque of Engalnd anyone?

Steve.

As a pagan, who would you burn in the Whicker Man then.

As far as religion is concerned, madam and I regularly go outside and stick two fingers up in the air to whoever is claimed to be the boss, our upbringing at least makes us think about this, but our relatively pious life has brought no reward, we cannot believe in whatever is so called ‘God’ whether Moslem, Christian, Hindhu or Sikh is doing anybody any favours, it’s a load of crap, I just have to struggle to consider peoples beliefs, but there you go, listening to the radio at the moment, they’ve just played the Beatles, and stuff it, haven’t they brought so much pleasure to peoples lives, in comparison to what we are forced to suffer from all denominations, rightly or wrongly, my opinion of course, don’t want to upset anybody do I.

My old man always wanted to be a pilot, he tried to enlist as such with the RAF when war was declared in 1939, however, according to him, at the time, everyone wanted to be a pilot and he was refused on the grounds that Truman was near the end of the alphabet and all places were taken, it didn’t stop his cousin, Noel Truman DFC from becoming a Blenheim pilot though, I think it had something to do with class and status personally, Noels branch of the family were quite well off.
The old boy tried to enlist in the glider pilot corps when he was a senior sergeant and lecturer at Larkhill in 1944, the opportunities were apparently there but as I stated previously, he was considered to be well thought of in the ranks of the Royal Artillery and not accepted, this is borne out by the fact that after the war, he remained in India for some time and was offered a commision post war, which, considering the need to lay off so many soldiers, both officers and NCO’s, shows how highly thought of he was at the time.
Had he become a glider pilot and knowing his disregard for danger, I may not have been around today to write this, in fact, considering some of the expeditions we went on, and I’m particularly thinking of a certain cliff descent in Jersey, well, I’m glad that my mother was asleep on the beach.

An interesting point by Roscoria, unfortunately I feel that there is a growing undercurrent in the UK as to who can we trust, I can see a real problem in the coming years.
It’s interesting to watch a news bulletin in the evening and see how much of it is devoted to Moslem problems, activities, whatever, sad really.
Where I live is an enclave of white middle class society, there isn’t a mosque for miles, and the nearest one in Chelmsford, probably some dump of a building they’ve been fobbed off with, which is always being vandalised.
The problem is, is that there are too many different interpretations within the Moslem religion as to what is right.
I was interested to watch Yusuf Islam, the former Cat Stevens, on Jules Holland the other night, having converted to the Moslem faith, he at first decided it wasn’t appropriate to continue to produce music, but looking into his own interprations of the faith, it’s not a problem.
My mother, a feisty 90 year old in Nottingham lives on a road where once it was full of old white war heroes but is now occupied by all sorts of races and religions, she actually really prefers the Moslem family that lives at the end of the road, they look after her and she really likes them.
So what happens now, do we have a civil war or try and understand each other, it’s difficult, my missus has no time for them, her father is very outspoken on Moslems and I have to admit that I blow hot and cold on the subject.
Why can’t we all get on, isn’t it the same God after all, not that he’s done us any favours over the past few years, I question the existance of any deity, it doesn’t make sense after all.
Please can we all give each other space and understanding.

Pete

From the windows of the Design Office attached to one of the hangars at Wyton (when it was a real airfield) we had a pretty good view of the final approach to Alconbury and it wasn’t unusual to see an Aggressor F-5 ‘jump’ a Phantom that believed it was home and dry! The squadron number 527 comes to mind, but not sure.

The Wyton Aviation Society – probably extinct for a quarter of a century – arranged a visit to the Aggressor Flight Line. I remember noticing that they all carried Soviet bloc look-alike markings, and being told that the aircraft were originally intended for the South Vietnamese Air Force, but rolled off the production line after the collapse of South Vietnam. If I remember correctly our tour guide, an F-5 pilot – not the least bit aggressive – told us that the F-5’s fairly basic equipment was not at all suited to UK weather conditions, which is probably why they moved on, to Spain and sunshine, I believe.

Sorry, that’s all a bit off-topic. Yes, the gate guard at Alconbury is a king-size plastic model on a stick, and where they’ve stuck the stick looks just a touch painful!

Regards

Allan

Sorry off thread I know but I was always under the impression that the Aggressor pilots lived, breathed and ate completely Soviet style with pictures of Lenin in their rooms, spoke Russian at all times, etc etc or is this all a myth.

What about the Horsa’s at Middle Wallop, I haven’t been for a while and their web site is not too forthcoming.
I thought that some bits were original and mated with replicas, possibly from the film.
My old man volunteered to become a glider pilot, but was thought to be too important to the Royal Artillery to be considered.
Instead he spent several hair raising weeks with XXX Corps. He always enjoyed the film and thought it was fairly accurate, I know I’ve said this before, but he was directing the covering artillery fire for the American assault over the river at Nijmuiden, no it wasn’t a line of Shermans, but a battery of 5.5 medium guns that were brought forward with the boats, he directed the fire from a church tower overlooking the river and always reckoned it was the bravest thing he ever saw.
He crossed the bridge in a Bren carrier with bullets pinging off the side, and swears that the conversation with the US Airborne over carrying on where the British were stopping for tea actually took place as he was part of it. He did a lot of work with the US Airborne, they rescued him from being captured by the SS and spent several nights being shelled in a cellar with a group of Yanks who were astonished that his kitbag was full of whisky, I gather that they were p####d for several days.
Just before he died last year, he told me an astonishing story how on escaping from the cellar, he and his mate were confronted by a Tiger tank with supporting infantry, managed to shoot the commander and driver with stens and legged it, now that would have been a good scene in the film.
Makes you cringe doesn’t it.

Is anyone from anywhere near here going up there on that day, the Truman/Pesti car fleet is in a bad way at the moment and we can’t afford to do anything about it till we move.
In other words I’m trying to scrounge a lift, I suppose I could catch a train, take me bike and cycle from Coltishall Station, but even that is a difficult exercise.
Since I moved down to East Anglia 30 years ago, I’ve spent a lot of time holidaying in and visiting Norfolk and Coltishall has always had special memories for us, I’ve attended the last 2 farewell events, but seeing the flag come down for the last time will be something special, apart from the unique opportunity of seeing Jags flying with a Hurricane.
I remember camping at Kelling Heath one year and while cooking breakfast, we were amazed at the sight of 20+ Jags flying over followed by an equal number of F-15’s, the whole lot going on to intercept a bunch of incoming B-1’s.
I also remember having a pint outside the 2 Lifeboats at Sheringham and watching a big line of Jags flying in over the sea, nose to tail, best of all were the exercises with the Polish SU-22’s, how to relieve the boredom of beach sunbathing by having mock air combat over your heads all day.
Anyone going?