One week till final exams

I have just noticed that if I don't hit the "republish" button after posting an entry, it isn't updated to "ed's ways of flying". Mistake learnt.


Not long to go till this course is over. Now that the end is in sight, I am looking forward to finishing and doing a bit of flying again.

We have 5 exams in this sitting.

1. Principles of Flight which should be fine.
2. General Navigation which will be tight on time, most people struggle to finish but otherwise should be ok.
3. Meteorology could be a bit of a struggle. Our lecturer has had to cover someone else who was taken ill and unfortunately, met isn't one of his subjects. In fact, I would be willing to wager that if he took the exam he wouldn't come in the top third of the class. Sad really as he is a nice guy in a harsh situation and it is plain cringe worthy when he is asked questions that clearly he doesn't know the answer to. Annoying in an inexact subject where definitive answers to queries would be especially useful.
4. VFR Communications and
5. IFR Communications where the main danger is complacency.

Anyhow, best go and crack on with some revision.

More Pikey Students

Until the end of the student year, I lived with some degenerate students: http://whaleshark.blogspot.com/2005/05/degenerate-students.html Well, they moved out and the house slowly filled up with more students and recent graduates. Although I get on with them all, the kitchen has a certain "Young Ones" look to it and it has made me realise that I have had my fill of living in student houses.

WTF?

When you ask out a friend's ex of several years, you run it by the friend first.

Of course you do. Especially if you are in the same social circle as both of them.



Obviously not.

Feel a bit shocked, pissed off, unprepared and just a tad sick.

(Half a) Down-winder

8.00 am. Dave, Andy, Adas and myself meet up in Lancing Beach car park with the aim of kiting the 7 miles downwind to Hove. Stopping on the way to pick up James who was going to be starting at Shoreham beach. The wind was a bit up and down so we paused a while at Shoreham before committing to making the dash across the harbour entrance as we didn't want to get caught half way across with too little wind. Of course, just after committing, the wind did drop. James managed to turn back to shore while the rest of us struggled and ultimately failed to keep our kites flying in the now amazingly still conditions. About half an hour later we had all made it to shore and were spread over about half a mile. Luckily we knew how to pack down in deep water and even more luckily, Adas and I ended up next to a cafe. Full English please.

That evening(Fri night) was Becky's birthday and in keeping with a tradition that must go back to the beginning of civilisation, we went to a pub. A very funny night until I got back to the girls house and got a shock.

Cathy was over from Perth and it was so good to see her. On the Saturday we went to her family home as she was flying out of the country the next day. Family and friends were present and the gathering was indeed divided into two: Cricket watchers who were inside watching the 3rd day of the 2nd Test at Edgbaston(the one we eventually won by 2 runs) and the girls who were outside.

Weekend Nights

Fri night was Smoke in Tooting, White Horse in Brixton for breaks and then back to Tom's for frantic feeding.

Saturday night was just bizarre. After a day spent in the Crown, Victoia Park. In honour of Dave?s birthday we ate a village pond?s worth of duck and then headed to the National on SouthBank. There they had a laser, light and snow show with descent music, video and a crowd watching(and cheering) while on stage people were getting their hair done. I know, It doesn?t make sense does it. It didn?t at the time either and is definitely near impossible to explain to anyone who wasn?t there. A good night.