Love, Poetry and Revolution - Monday 17th July 2023
This must be a first! I have a second CONSECUTIVE day of chilling planned. Why on earth is that, you cry? Well, today is departures day at the International Air Tattoo, and, subject to anything more exciting, I shall be watching it live on a screen. I've attended this in person on many occasions and it is one hell of a spectacle: over two hundred military aircraft (fast jets, bombers, transports, helicopters, warbirds, trainers etc) depart in a three or four hour window. If you're on the airfield it is an incredible sight and sound, as effectively you are sat on a grandstand in the middle of an active airbase. That's probably all I need to say on that subject. I promise I'll not say another word. After lunch, I had a break for a trip to the shops to post a letter for son #1 and also to buy some food. It was good to get up, get out and get some fresh air, though the smell of aviation fuel.... Back to the departures armed with a coffee and some dark choc...