Once again a reasonable thread has developed a cultural divide with the Aussies looking past the sensibilities of the 'british prats' as the Chairknob of the bored so kindly described us poms. As a young pommie I worked as a Jackeroo (a stockman or cowboy for those that don't know) on three different cattle stations all over the Queesland bush and met some solid and sound blokes, it's a shame that there's always a few all mouth and no trousers characters in any culture, casually insulting whilst tapping keys yet strangely silent in the flesh. Aussie posturing aside, there really isn't much, bar skippy, to crash into or onto and therefore there is an element of 'getting away with it' bravado that is unacceptable on this crowded island. The simple fact of the matter is that we don't know anything about this pilot's circumstance from whether he owned the land to a non-alcoholic beer. However, car parks have children (largely facsinated by and unaware of helicopter safety) and as most of us know, choppers have a beautiful nack of biting you in the arse when you least expect it and shredding your cool arrival alongside potential vehicles and humans that consequently we in SAR or the fine people in HEMS will have to pick up the bodily parts or bits and pieces. Learn by other's mistakes as you won't live long enough to make them all yourself.
