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Originally posted by Pete Ashby
How the devil are you R
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Pete, old chap; how splendid to hear from you, cracking stuff what?
I think a number of things conspired to hit the exposed nerve with a force of several Newton-metres, that and the square miles of oil seed rape which covers Hampshire with a yellow blanket owing to the EU two cherry bites where farmers get a set aside allowance plus the crop value. I drive through it daily and has set the jolly old hooter and eyes off with old-age hay fever.
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quite agree about this week in jolly old England........... madness one and all. Still like you I have a plan for escape that is within a month of coming to realisation.
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Excellent stuff, I had not put you down as a pensioner just yet though. Need to remember I missed D-Day by only a year and 364 days.
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For me it's not going to be sun and sand but the mists of a Welsh hillside with a 3/4 mile track with 5 gates, a railway crossing, two cattle grids and a plank bridge between me and the rest of the madness
Barns for the toys a 250 year old house and six acres of grass and broad leaf the vendors recon they were a 100% self sufficient except for heating oil and I think a chap in my line of work could manage that as well. I like to think of it as defence in depth..
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I see, what a wizard wheeze; truck tinkering and no neighbour problems, a little engineering therefore and you have your own drawbridge; enough space to hack around in a carrier or Comet even.
No sand for us as this gets loaded with British booze filled grockles, but the sun and winters in the teens C will do nicely together with the cuisine, locals, housing, minimal taxes and petrol at £2 a gallon. The effectively zero crime rate out of the tourist traps is attractive too.
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It seems a sad reflection that anyone around our age seems to want to either get out of the country altogether or dig a hole and sit in it......................... Git Orf Moi Laand
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That does rankle and just fuels the rapid loss of national identity; an identity that is being denied to us anyway and is only officially supported and recognised in Scotland and Wales it seems. As you well know, it is generally accepted that 1,000 WASP Britons are leaving per day and being replaced by 1,500 immigrants of various persuasions and origins.
Mrs. Notton and I reckon its about time we withdrew from expending effort and money on others and start thinking about ourselves for once; I shall resign as Chairman this Oct and 2008 will be the last Overlord Show I organise ready for a move in 09 or early 10; it leaves a decent scarf joint to feed someone else into the jobs.
Of course when the Welsh mists become a bit overbearing, we are only 4 hrs away by judicious use of the twin supercharged blowlamp powered aluminium alloy cylinder.
GB airways is inexpensive and overseen by BA in their own badged flying machines, however, they have a propensity for blonde girly drivers and co-drivers as I can personally attest. . . . . . . . . One hopes they don't hang their handbags on the throttle levers and the lippy on the overhead engine start switches. Obtaining terra firma at Gatportairwick in a February hoolie at 01:50 was a trifle exciting and possibly had an engineer take a beak at the port side oleo leg and have a new 9:00 x 16 fitted, just in case. . . . . . .
Aha, sun's well up, a couple of more mails and I have to do some more ray training, as you do.
Cheerio old chap
R.
