Tim_A

Leave

Destitute

dressing gown

Not Sanjeev Baskar?

Sanctimonious

Tin can.

... paper scissors

Thanks. It's the Beechcraft Premier 1A, from Carenado.

Cane Toad

Over the years I spent thousands on controllers and panel hardware, that ultimately was junk. Some of it I managed to get rid of, but I only made back pennies on the pound. Best thing I bought though was a 21:9 ultrawide monitor, that I got off some bloke in a service station car park for £40!

Edgykayshun

Get down, Shep!

I think our local Indian still used the same ad . . .

One for sorrow, two for joy . . .

often caused by a reagent

Poisonous

or De-Tox

Mock Spanners

What memory? I can't remember four posts ago . . .

I'd love to spend some time looking around the sights of historic Alexandria, but a little bird tells me that the boss is already looking at his watch in Aqaba, so I'd better hustle. Fortunately I discovered that the plane has fuel tanks in both wings, so I think we should have enough to get to Jordan without too much drama (or spending of money!) So, straight back into the plane without further do. We know there's nobody in the tower, so there's no point asking permission. And unregistered flight in the Middle East, what could possibly go wrong? (nothing as it turns out - Ed)

Unrelenting

Despair

Did the pilot hold an instrument rating? If not, he would have to descend to avoid the low level class A airway between the Channel Isles and UK. A requested descent to 2300 certainly fits with that. Another possibility is airframe icing (given the time of year). But until the AAIB issues a preliminary report, anything is just speculation.

Another banking travesty.

Did you ever suddenly wish your plane had floats? Well I did approaching the Giza district of Cairo. I think they must have deployed one of those painted nets over the place -- like they had in World War 2 to disguise vital facilities from the air -- because that runway turned into a big watery theme park once I'd got there! Runway 35, as seen from the ground. Still, at Mutley's we're made of stern stuff, and as I'd seen the Sully movie a few days before, I' knew I'd have no trouble. There were a couple of hours to kill while a local mechanic straightened one or two mi