Tell you what, Doctor FD, lets you and me buy the world's ropiest POS C150 or something for £zilch, fly it direct to Scotland via whatever airspace we can bust on the way, crash it in the lake (sorry, loch) and say "Hi, we're the guys come for the floatplane lesson".
PS: if we get something bigger we can give Pink Aviator a lift back to Scotland while we're at it. If she can't get out of the back seat before the crate sinks, well, life is harsh.
Last edited by FNG; 30th Apr 2004 at 12:52.