The sky is blue, the air is crisp, the sun is falling but the day is bright. My senses feel as sharp as nails, as if they've gained acuteness lost. To the North lies the Gothic chapel, magnificent and eery. To the East a derelict factory, beautiful in its own right, proud but carrying an air of sadness. Beyond that the rolling Downs, green slopes, a white chalk ridge.
A bi-plane fuels from a bright yellow truck. A sleek red and white jet taxis in front of me. To my right a fleet of motionless Cessnas, their stillness compels my adoration. One of England's oldest airfields, it makes me feel so very alive.
A sign adorns the fence I'm leaning on.
Please Do Not Feed The Birds
Stupid idiots, I thought, these are planes, not birds.
Saturday, 14 March 2009
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As I have quite a few new readers since I became a "Jelly Biter" I've put this up here again. To understand the context you must read
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Maybe if you feed the birds, they become planes. Or something.
Maybe I should just shush and go pour another one...
It sounds like a beautiful scene.
"Stupid idiots, I thought, these are planes, not birds"
Haha! You are hilarious!
Sounds like you're having a great day!
But won't they starve?
;)
So, are you just hanging out or can you fly one of those pups?
WV = yoman. seriously
yo. man. go get me that plane. and leave the birds the fuck alone.
If ya think about it since they were putting fuel in the airplane they were technically breaking their own rule.
On a serious note those signs were probably there to prevent bird activity in the area, thus reducing the risk for bird strikes.
You can just add this to the list of things I said the other day.
Powers of observation. ;)
Ok, I'm here now. Phew! That was a close one.
"Let the birds feed me"
Colonel Harlan Sanders
You're right.
What? You don't feed planes?
I just went out there and saw they'd put up a new sign:
Please do not make fun of us on your blog.
Feed the birds as much as possible. I have a theory about their droppings being able to spell cryptic messages on highways. All they need is a decent amount of butt ink to get the job done.
The first part of that was written so beautifully... but because it was written by you, I read on, confident there'd be an irreverant giggle somewhere. I wasn't wrong :)
Did you put your 'follower' thingy up just recently? Or am I just blind?
Planes are quite noisey birds, if you ask me! :D
This post suggests you are an aviator. If so, do you know of anyone who would give free lessons to a deserving ex-Londoner who has just moved to Sussex?
Is it a bird, is it a plane or is it...Superman? Why do so many leave him out of the equation these days?
Yeah, but the birds can't get overfed or else they'll be all loopy and doped up on food and then....they might fly in the way of the pretty "other birds" and get sucked into the engine and have one of those "Hudson" moments. Bad idea.
A nice description of a (nice, probably) day... and of course you know they don't want any birds around and that's why hey don't want you to feed them...
I have nothing clever today. Not that I'm ever that clever.
But I do rhyme.
smirk...........
hello........
Am I gravely mistaken, or if you fail to feed those "birds" don't they fall out of the sky and, like, crash and explode?
But if you don't feed the bird, it's not like it's going to stop hovering around there curiously looking at the big ass birds taking over their skies?
They ain't there for the food I tell ya, they wanna take that base down!
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