My current desktop is a photo I took of the view on the clifftops at Lynton in North Devon earlier this year on a gloriously sunny and hazy day (hence the slight “fuzzy” appearance of the pic)
Nice…now I want to see a naked hunk draped all over a Spitfire…
Any volunteers? π
Stunning pictures there Dan…like you, yesterday was my first visit to Shuttleworth, and your pics are a good reminder of why it won’t be my last visit π
My word…the floor looks as though it’s made of glass…some interesting reflections…and some lovely aircraft…thank you for sharing these with us Mark π
Has the P-51 not been named? Very rare these days to see a Mustang without a moniker…
Welcome to the forums Dog House Ldr π
(Snapper…can you afford the air fare after your recent win on ebay? π Still I guess we could charter one of the Classic Wings Rapides and hop over the Atlantic :D)
Very sorry to hear this π My thoughts are with the families and friends of the crew
~ROFL @ Stieglitz’s “funny man” comment to Anna~ π π π
Personally…I would rather have a savoury nibble rather than chocolate…chocolate’s overrated in my opinion (not that you’d think it from the size of my a**** :D) But if I had to choose, I’d chose Belgian. The Swiss stuff is too sickly.
Thanks for that Papa Lima, I’ve not heard of that song before π
π at Steve…nope completely sober today :p
Shame π
Oops…forgot to post the lyrics…
In my mind , talk about Rebecca , suddenly so fine
In my mind , visions of Rebecca , suddenly she’s mine
All night , seems she put a spell on me , oh yeah
All night , gonna be the death of me
I’ll go out and get her
Rebecca , you’re dreamin’ out loud
Rebecca , you got your head in the clouds
You’re savin’ yourself for someone , Rebecca
Hangin’ on tight , waiting for Rebecca , dancin’ in the dark
Satin and lace , she’s so fine and mellow
Creature from the stars
So wrong , runnin’ with Rebecca now , oh yeah
So wrong , gonna be the death of me
I’ll go out and get her
Rebecca , you’re dreamin’ out loud
Rebecca , you got your head in the clouds , alright
You’re savin’ yourself for someone , Rebecca
Rebecca , you’re runnin’ away
Rebecca , you can’t face the day , alright
Cos you only live for the night
Rebecca , you’re always runnin’ around
(break)
Ooh , talk about Rebecca’s eyes
Ev’rything you fantasize
Well, she drag you down to earth
She’s the devil in disguise
Break you down to size
Rebecca , you’re dreamin’ out loud
Rebecca , you got your head in the clouds , alright
Savin’ yourself for someone
Rebecca , ooh , you’re runnin’ away
Rebecca , you can’t face the day , alright
You only live for the night , Rebecca
Rebecca , you’re dreamin’ out loud
Rebecca , you got your head in the clouds , alright
Savin’ yourself for someone , Rebecca (fade)
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Particularly like the bit about the devil in disguise…maybe I outta change my title to that π
~Bumping this back to the top~
Welcome back Stewart, nice to see you’re still in one piece π Sounds like you had an exciting time π Look forward to seeing some pics π
Oh fantastic π I will pass this on to the team π
(Many thanks Willow for giving me the heads up on this post, having real problems with network and e-mails at work at the mo so forum time has been extremely limited :()
Ummm…~raising my hand~ What does RC stand for? Roman Catholics? Ronnie Corbett? Reality Check? π
And finallyβ¦
Q. What’s pink and hard?
A. A pig with a flick knife.
Q. What’s green and hard?
A. A frog with tattoos.
Q. What do you get if you cross an owl with a hedgehog?
A. A prick that stays up all night.
Q. How many mice does it take to screw in a light bulb?
A. Two. The hard part is getting them in the light bulb.