Life is full of sudden urges, sometimes fuelled, rightly or wrongly, by nostalgia.
One such nostalgic moment hit me a few weeks ago, for no reason at all. But I suddenly had the urge to climb aboard and cast off. Not some rhetorical urge you have to understand, this was the real thing. Continue reading
Since an early age, I’ve always had an obsession with flight. Even now, I marvel at how we can make a 300 tonne aluminium tube, full of people and their luggage, lift off the ground and stay in the air for hours at a time. Continue reading
I was introduced to country music many years ago by a good friend, and my daughter also caught the bug and loved the music as much as we did.
One of our all time favourites was the country legend Garth Brooks, and we have spent many a hour singing along in the car or dancing around to his music, which either leaves you hopelessly sad or ridiculously happy. Continue reading
Everyone has their 15 minutes of high drama and this was mine. On the hottest day on record for a long time, following my first (well second I suppose) transatlantic flight on a British Airways 747, and after circling Heathrow for 45 minutes because the tarmac had softened too much in the heat, I safely landed only to have an engine explode on the shuttle back to East Midlands.
It’s been a strange month, where for some reason random memories have been
re-surfacing, spurred on by some equally random triggers.
Today was no exception – after a work visit to the Army Air Corps centre at Middle Wallop, I called in at the Museum of Army Aviation for lunch… Continue reading
People who know me will know I’ve had a keen interest in photography from an early age. Maybe only of interest to camera buffs, but I thought it would be good to trace my cameras back as far as I can recall… Continue reading
Hi. I’m Robert. And this is 45 miles.
A strange title for a not so strange ‘blog’. It’s probably time I googled that, as i have no idea why this is called a blog. Continue reading
45 miles to empty tank... 