This peckish PPL takes along those muesli/fruit bars., ie., the ones that are manufactured already stale so that they
can't get any worst after sitting on the back seat of the A/C for 2 months in 30'C heat.
And why does ATC always want to talk to
me when I'm busily chewing aforesaid snack. ?
Packets of crisps are a no-no for me, especially after an incident where a packet burst with a
very loud pop during a climb though 7000'.
(it took a while to get my heartrate back to normal after
that event.)