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Did you really mean to say that?
Didn't want to be in band either - and that's positively weird if you're a male who's ever lived through the ages of 17-45!!
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I said I didn't dream of flying them, and I didn't. That doesn't mean I would accept a ride if one was offered.
I said I didn't dream of flying them, and I didn't. That doesn't mean I would accept a ride if one was offered.
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You actually said that you dreamt of never flying them.
"It was never my dream to" would have been accurate.
Anyway, sorry for the pedantry. A product of boredom due to weeks of having a perfectly servicable aircraft and a waterlogged runway.
"It was never my dream to" would have been accurate.
Anyway, sorry for the pedantry. A product of boredom due to weeks of having a perfectly servicable aircraft and a waterlogged runway.
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#62 - #67
my dream was never, to fly an F18.
there, the magic comma's fixed it.
IIRC, someone uses a tagline that shows the dramatic sense-difference a comma can make,
Also there's the Capitalisation one...with ackniwledgement to the regular user,:-
The difference between "helping your uncle jack off a horse"
and, " Helping your Uncle Jack off a horse."
my dream was never to fly an F18.
there, the magic comma's fixed it.
IIRC, someone uses a tagline that shows the dramatic sense-difference a comma can make,
Also there's the Capitalisation one...with ackniwledgement to the regular user,:-
The difference between "helping your uncle jack off a horse"
and, " Helping your Uncle Jack off a horse."
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Adam, it's a common syntax error;
my dream was never to fly an F18
doesn't mean the same as
It was never my dream to fly an F18
Pesky language, English (as opposed to American English)...
my dream was never to fly an F18
doesn't mean the same as
It was never my dream to fly an F18
Pesky language, English (as opposed to American English)...
Downunder we have a poet of rarest talent , Les Murray, who recently rightly got most toey with our national daily paper's Saturday review section for printing one of his poetic masterpieces without faultless proofing. Hence the absence of a comma or two put Les in a stew.
There is no better way to start the day than with some sublime verse, however short the selection. Unless like Pablo Casals you pick up your violin and play a daily rendering of the same piece of Bach as the sun emerges once more in all his glory. The busy old fool. (Donne) Only a masochist turns on the confounded wireless or idiot box.
On the subject of flying magazines, I too lament the passing of the peerless names that enlivened the aeronautical press in days of yore.
There was the irrepressible Chris Wren with his 'Wrenderings' and 'Wroundabout' in THE AEROPLANE. A superb caricaturist and columnist whose drollery shone like the morning star. ( And whom, incidently, I had the privilege of flying from Alice Springs to Victoria River Downs once upon a time, sitting up there in the sunny wheelhouse hearing tales you scarce can believe.)
No longer do we savour the similar humour of the various editors and staff of FLIGHT and FLIGHT INTERNATIONAL who made 'Straight and Level' the first page turned to. (Mike Ramsden in this context was a wordsmith without peer.) The same journal published outstanding reviews of aircraft of all types and sizes by Hugh Field, Cliff Barnett and others.
FLYING in the US of A had talented idiosyncratic contributors such as Gordon Baxter, Len Morgan and further back that doyen, that flying man of letters, Gill Robb Wilson.
It mightn't be a bad thing if anyone today aspiring to write compellingly in these fields first undertook an exhaustive study of those that Richard Bach sought to immortalise in his essay "The Pleasure of their Company".
A piece extracted from Wiki about Gill Robb Wilson -
Drawing upon his extensive experience in aviation and good standing in Trenton, New Jersey, Gill Robb Wilson became Director of Aeronautics for the State of New Jersey in 1930. As such, he shared in oversight of the Lakehurst landing field and participated as a member of the Inquiry Board (appointed by the U.S. Secretary of Commerce) related to the crash of the zeppelin Hindenburg. He saw a need and imagined the possibilities for aviation in America. Crucial to those possibilities was the Civil Air Patrol. He promoted and fostered that dream, becoming the first director of the Civil Air Patrol. In 1939 he became the very first member of the Aircraft Owners and Pilots Association (AOPA) which is now the world's largest General Aviation Association with approximately 400,000 members. He also served as the editor of AOPA's first publication. He witnessed the test of the atomic bomb on Bikini Island. It is likely after effects of this event contributed to illness that later led to his death.
Combining his love of aviation and skill with the pen, Gill Robb Wilson was an early editor of Flying Magazine. In the Second World War he was a correspondent for the Herald Tribune. Wilson was also the author of a book of poetry, which included some pieces on First World War aviation, and the autobiographical work, I Walked with Giants, Vantage Press, 1968.
There is no better way to start the day than with some sublime verse, however short the selection. Unless like Pablo Casals you pick up your violin and play a daily rendering of the same piece of Bach as the sun emerges once more in all his glory. The busy old fool. (Donne) Only a masochist turns on the confounded wireless or idiot box.
On the subject of flying magazines, I too lament the passing of the peerless names that enlivened the aeronautical press in days of yore.
There was the irrepressible Chris Wren with his 'Wrenderings' and 'Wroundabout' in THE AEROPLANE. A superb caricaturist and columnist whose drollery shone like the morning star. ( And whom, incidently, I had the privilege of flying from Alice Springs to Victoria River Downs once upon a time, sitting up there in the sunny wheelhouse hearing tales you scarce can believe.)
No longer do we savour the similar humour of the various editors and staff of FLIGHT and FLIGHT INTERNATIONAL who made 'Straight and Level' the first page turned to. (Mike Ramsden in this context was a wordsmith without peer.) The same journal published outstanding reviews of aircraft of all types and sizes by Hugh Field, Cliff Barnett and others.
FLYING in the US of A had talented idiosyncratic contributors such as Gordon Baxter, Len Morgan and further back that doyen, that flying man of letters, Gill Robb Wilson.
It mightn't be a bad thing if anyone today aspiring to write compellingly in these fields first undertook an exhaustive study of those that Richard Bach sought to immortalise in his essay "The Pleasure of their Company".
A piece extracted from Wiki about Gill Robb Wilson -
Drawing upon his extensive experience in aviation and good standing in Trenton, New Jersey, Gill Robb Wilson became Director of Aeronautics for the State of New Jersey in 1930. As such, he shared in oversight of the Lakehurst landing field and participated as a member of the Inquiry Board (appointed by the U.S. Secretary of Commerce) related to the crash of the zeppelin Hindenburg. He saw a need and imagined the possibilities for aviation in America. Crucial to those possibilities was the Civil Air Patrol. He promoted and fostered that dream, becoming the first director of the Civil Air Patrol. In 1939 he became the very first member of the Aircraft Owners and Pilots Association (AOPA) which is now the world's largest General Aviation Association with approximately 400,000 members. He also served as the editor of AOPA's first publication. He witnessed the test of the atomic bomb on Bikini Island. It is likely after effects of this event contributed to illness that later led to his death.
Combining his love of aviation and skill with the pen, Gill Robb Wilson was an early editor of Flying Magazine. In the Second World War he was a correspondent for the Herald Tribune. Wilson was also the author of a book of poetry, which included some pieces on First World War aviation, and the autobiographical work, I Walked with Giants, Vantage Press, 1968.
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