I flew with a friend to the Scilly Isles in a Robin. Scared the life out of me, especially as St Mary's strip is so short the engine has to be cut (or whatever it is those Biggles types do) well out over the rocks. Every thermal is felt in a small plane.
NEVER going to: go to a Take That concert eat tripe fly in a plane give my dentist carte blanche buy a worm farm Resist but might have to accept: seeing my football team never getting anywhere going to school concerts go shoe shopping visit the dentist
That must be in some esoteric Kabaalah-type legend - don't appear in the authorised versions as far as I recall. I'm always up for joining a team though my sporting knowledge is pretty poor.
That would be "John McNab", BJL. Agree with comments that Buchan is brill. Also enjoy my daughter's Darren Shan books. If you like a romping sort of read, the Young Bond series by Charlie Higson are good fun and don't require any brain power.
Probably hard to beat the chap in Peckham who wanted to keep 2 cloud leopards in his back garden. For some odd reason, Southwark wouldn't grant him a licence.
No-one is denying he was there, it's more to do with can it be proved that he made a derogatory comment. We need names. [Mind you, after the dreadful use of 'firstly' in his blog, I feel less like defending him!]