On Friday I managed to get the courtesy car sorted out, so after returning from Salisbury where we had to be in the morning, I decided the weather was great and I wanted to go flying. And my son suggested we go to Stoney Cross. Where we had that accident a couple of days before. So, after some um-ing and err-ing, we set off. Mad? Who, me? My...
A colegue of mine and I were talking yesterday and I made a mistake of saying my life was really good at the moment: we've had good weather for a few weeks now, I've been flying a lot, it's been lovely and warm etc etc. And I forgot to touch wood!
In the afternoon I picked up my husband and my son and drove to Stoney Cross. I was...