Richard grayP-38–F5B after mid-air collision with H-P Halifax.
Air collison. Tyre tracks indicate a straight landing. If hit on ground either moving or stationary, tyre track would have been slewed if plane had be moving, or knocked back if stationary showing track in front of tyre.
Richard grayWell these two seem to be happy with the weather.
Richard grayWell these two seem to be happy with the weather.
Richard grayWell I reckon people my age have done all right – born just after the war,grew up with the NHS,free university education,full employment,got on the property ladder easily enough and so on.
In many ways the 1960s were a bit of a golden age when there really was a spirit of optimism that seems totally impossible these days.
Apart from the generation above us, who were moaning that our behaviour, free love and all that, would bring the country down. 🙂
Richard grayWell I reckon people my age have done all right – born just after the war,grew up with the NHS,free university education,full employment,got on the property ladder easily enough and so on.
In many ways the 1960s were a bit of a golden age when there really was a spirit of optimism that seems totally impossible these days.
Apart from the generation above us, who were moaning that our behaviour, free love and all that, would bring the country down. 🙂
Richard grayOk, so there are several threads floating around the site with various bits of bad news regarding strikes/delays and the general economic woes…so I would like to pose a question…
How do we get ourselves (as in the country!) out of this current mess?
Seems that unemployment is rising because companies are going bust, workers who are employed are going on strike because they are unhappy at the measures being implemented to try and save jobs/money, and in general it doesnt matter what people try to do, someone somewhere has something to complain about it for some reason or other, and its just a vicious circle with no end in sight…
Does anyone have any realistic/reasonable solutions?
Cloud 9 If you can tell me which generation in the past,has been happy with everything, that they have lived through, then it will be easier to answer your question.
Richard grayOk, so there are several threads floating around the site with various bits of bad news regarding strikes/delays and the general economic woes…so I would like to pose a question…
How do we get ourselves (as in the country!) out of this current mess?
Seems that unemployment is rising because companies are going bust, workers who are employed are going on strike because they are unhappy at the measures being implemented to try and save jobs/money, and in general it doesnt matter what people try to do, someone somewhere has something to complain about it for some reason or other, and its just a vicious circle with no end in sight…
Does anyone have any realistic/reasonable solutions?
Cloud 9 If you can tell me which generation in the past,has been happy with everything, that they have lived through, then it will be easier to answer your question.
Richard grayA bit more on this story, people in the Holt area were annoyed at the low flying was upsetting them, so called a meeting with top brass of the RAF.
Must have been a great meeting 50 people attended.
would be interesting to see how pilots and navigators get round this.
But while everyone attending applauded the forces’ efforts overseas, some said more needed to be done to keep fast jets and helicopters away from homes and wildlife.
No wonder Norfolk people are called Turkeys.
Richard grayI may be wrong, but surely that right belongs to every person in the UK entitled to vote – whether they paid Poll Tax or not?
You are right of course Tangmere.
What I was trying to put across. was that if everyone was having to pay for their council services, police etc, there would be more incentive to ensure that the money was spent more wisely and less waste.
Richard grayI may be wrong, but surely that right belongs to every person in the UK entitled to vote – whether they paid Poll Tax or not?
You are right of course Tangmere.
What I was trying to put across. was that if everyone was having to pay for their council services, police etc, there would be more incentive to ensure that the money was spent more wisely and less waste.
Richard grayDear old Maggie, Best woman prime minister this country has ever had. 😀
As for the poll tax, IMO It could have been the best thing since sliced bread.
(My own Rates/council tax was halved, when we had Poll tax.)
It gave the oppertunity of everyone aged 18 and over who paid this tax to have the say in running the country.
As I see it it gave everyone the right to attend parish council, county council meetings etc and to stand up and say As I’m paying for all the services I demand my input. But as usual apathy ruled.
Richard grayDear old Maggie, Best woman prime minister this country has ever had. 😀
As for the poll tax, IMO It could have been the best thing since sliced bread.
(My own Rates/council tax was halved, when we had Poll tax.)
It gave the oppertunity of everyone aged 18 and over who paid this tax to have the say in running the country.
As I see it it gave everyone the right to attend parish council, county council meetings etc and to stand up and say As I’m paying for all the services I demand my input. But as usual apathy ruled.
Richard grayPlenty of info on here.
Richard gray568 crew
Here comes the flak. the Bodney story.
The story is poss a great story. but you need to refine it so it reads better.
If you are willing to spend a lot of time on this, you might be able to find a publisher to publish it, You need to develop a style and writing flow.
Not that I am an expert on book writing, but it took 2 years for me to write one and it still has not sold.
It’s dificult to explain what I mean, but briefly here are some hints which may help you
RAF Bodney,Norfolk,England.(not all readers know where Bodney is) Sun May 9th 1943, 05:12 (sunrise was 05.06 0n that day)
Assuming it’s you watching over the airfield. But you were not out of bed yet as later you state . I decided that I couldn’t sleep so I got up and had a shower, then I got dressed.It was very quiet, the sort of quiet you get before everyone wakes up. The sun was above the horizon, it cast a golden glow over the wheat fields. How could you see this, if there was a low mist covering the airfield.Nothing stirred, no wind, no birdsong. There was a low mist covering the airfield, four P-47D Thunderbolt’s sat out at the dispersal. Only the tips of the propeller blades and the rudders poked out of the mist. Then began a low rumble, the noise became louder until it drowned out the silence. The black shape of a Handley Page Halifax ( it was a B.III variant, fuselage code NP-E, no nose art) not really needed descended onto the airfield, it looked like a huge crow as it came into land. The mist that covered the runway was dispersed by the Halifax as it flared over the runway (It looked like it pushed the mist out of the way). Its tyres hissed as they gently touched the wet concrete. The entire airframe seemed to sigh in relief as the engines were throttled back. It came to a stop at the end of the runway. I looked the aircraft over, the fuselage was pockmarked with holes of various sizes. The nose glazing had been smashed, as if a giant finger had pushed it in on itself. The rest of the nose was covered in cordite and dried blood. Why? One of the bomb bay doors had failed to close, it hung limply to the bottom of the fuselage. The Halifax rolled up to an un-used word not needed hardstand and shut down.
Rewritten this para to show dfferent version
yours.
A few moments later the access hatch opened and five men walked out of the aircraft’s interior. A crash wagon drove up to take the injured men to the mess. Four corpsmen went into the Halifax and dragged out the two other crewmembers, well, they looked more like lumps of blackened flesh with flecks of red. Both were put on stretchers, with blankets put over their heads. It didn’t bother me y‘know, you get used to it after a while. I’ve seen worse, I remember one time a navigator had his upper torso sliced in two, the poor ******* was still alive. I decided that I couldn’t sleep so I got up and had a shower, then I got dressed. It was about a quarter to six when I got into the mess.
mine
As the ambulance screeched to a halt beside the aircraft, the access hatch dropped down and five tired weary men clambered out. The Ambulance crew briefly spoke to the pilot, then scurried inside the plane, later to gingerly emerge with the other two crew members who were past all help, they were placed on stretchers and their battered and blackened bodies covered with blankets. I thought to myself at least they are out of it, not like some others I have seen nearly cut in half but still alive.
Hope this helps Don’t pull out to much hair.:)
Richard gray568 crew
Here comes the flak. the Bodney story.
The story is poss a great story. but you need to refine it so it reads better.
If you are willing to spend a lot of time on this, you might be able to find a publisher to publish it, You need to develop a style and writing flow.
Not that I am an expert on book writing, but it took 2 years for me to write one and it still has not sold.
It’s dificult to explain what I mean, but briefly here are some hints which may help you
RAF Bodney,Norfolk,England.(not all readers know where Bodney is) Sun May 9th 1943, 05:12 (sunrise was 05.06 0n that day)
Assuming it’s you watching over the airfield. But you were not out of bed yet as later you state . I decided that I couldn’t sleep so I got up and had a shower, then I got dressed.It was very quiet, the sort of quiet you get before everyone wakes up. The sun was above the horizon, it cast a golden glow over the wheat fields. How could you see this, if there was a low mist covering the airfield.Nothing stirred, no wind, no birdsong. There was a low mist covering the airfield, four P-47D Thunderbolt’s sat out at the dispersal. Only the tips of the propeller blades and the rudders poked out of the mist. Then began a low rumble, the noise became louder until it drowned out the silence. The black shape of a Handley Page Halifax ( it was a B.III variant, fuselage code NP-E, no nose art) not really needed descended onto the airfield, it looked like a huge crow as it came into land. The mist that covered the runway was dispersed by the Halifax as it flared over the runway (It looked like it pushed the mist out of the way). Its tyres hissed as they gently touched the wet concrete. The entire airframe seemed to sigh in relief as the engines were throttled back. It came to a stop at the end of the runway. I looked the aircraft over, the fuselage was pockmarked with holes of various sizes. The nose glazing had been smashed, as if a giant finger had pushed it in on itself. The rest of the nose was covered in cordite and dried blood. Why? One of the bomb bay doors had failed to close, it hung limply to the bottom of the fuselage. The Halifax rolled up to an un-used word not needed hardstand and shut down.
Rewritten this para to show dfferent version
yours.
A few moments later the access hatch opened and five men walked out of the aircraft’s interior. A crash wagon drove up to take the injured men to the mess. Four corpsmen went into the Halifax and dragged out the two other crewmembers, well, they looked more like lumps of blackened flesh with flecks of red. Both were put on stretchers, with blankets put over their heads. It didn’t bother me y‘know, you get used to it after a while. I’ve seen worse, I remember one time a navigator had his upper torso sliced in two, the poor ******* was still alive. I decided that I couldn’t sleep so I got up and had a shower, then I got dressed. It was about a quarter to six when I got into the mess.
mine
As the ambulance screeched to a halt beside the aircraft, the access hatch dropped down and five tired weary men clambered out. The Ambulance crew briefly spoke to the pilot, then scurried inside the plane, later to gingerly emerge with the other two crew members who were past all help, they were placed on stretchers and their battered and blackened bodies covered with blankets. I thought to myself at least they are out of it, not like some others I have seen nearly cut in half but still alive.
Hope this helps Don’t pull out to much hair.:)
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