I must admit that I do find it slightly embarassing having mates who are spotters, so God only knows how it must feel to actually be one!!
I've always lived near Ringway (I know..) and have always looked up when I've heard a plane going over, but actually underlining registrations in a book??
Even when I was a kid at school in Wythenshawe (the posh end, mind) you only went to the airport to shoplift, nick bikes and generally give the police someone to chase. If you were a plane spotter, you'd be strung up!
Imagine my horror when I hear that an old mate of mine, quite possibly the most obsessive spotter in the world, now flys for Ryanair!! I'm glad that planes fly themselves nowadays (well, nearly), because I hear he even takes his 'scope into the cockpit with him!! I just hope the controls are waterproof as there'll be drool everywhere...
You know who you are 'inge...
