Thursday, September 15, 2005

International Air Display

At P’s insistence we spent the afternoon gazing at the sky. His enthusiasm is a bit of a worry, and I’ve got a horrid feeling this boy’ll be asking for flying lessons in a few years.

Even more worrying was S thinking a huge smelly helicopter was ‘beautiful’. I asked her to repeat herself three times before being sure she was talking about the copter we were standing in. When I pulled a face at my brother (who we’d bullied into joining us) one of the RAF pilots stepped up and asked if I was disagreeing. Umm, of course not!

J adored the Red Arrows! She was over the moon when they turned the sky pretty colours, and gave her the thrill of being deafened.

R wanted to stay home and bake (!). But he enjoyed himself once there.

I guess it got called an International Air Display because the Americans came with a Black Hawk. Unfortunately, they weren’t as keen as the RAF to let hundreds of little kids scramble all over their stuff, and held everyone at arms length.

Taking pictures of moving planes not only makes you look like a geek, but it’s hard too! The damn planes move so fast, though I did learn they can fly at different speeds, this I discovered after taking four shots of the same plane and asking my brother what each was. He knows about these things because he used to be into airfix models as a kid. Umm, I wonder if the Pokemon information my eldest can spout will ever be as useful?


Blogger Daisy Mae said...

Looks like you guys had fun, especially the kiddos. I never knew they could do the colored streams in the air, how cool!

Thursday, September 15, 2005 11:32:00 pm  
Blogger Amanda Matilda said...

Had St. George and St. Patrick walked into a bar to have this conversation? Just wondering...

Friday, September 16, 2005 1:16:00 am  
Blogger Douglas Hoffman said...

S likes choppers, R wants to stay home and bake. You're raising a bunch of metrosexuals, girl! Good for you.

You've been blogging like a mad woman, Debi.

Friday, September 16, 2005 3:37:00 am  
Blogger Jona said...

Daisy Mae – Don’t you have the Red Arrows, or the US airforce equivalent? They’re always the highlight of any air display! You’ll just have to come over one year and see them :o)

Amanda Matilda, It does sound like an early version of today’s bar jokes!

Doug, Thank you! Lol, with four kids I can afford to be open-minded with their persuasions ;o)

Friday, September 16, 2005 9:45:00 am  
Blogger OldHorsetailSnake said...

Who cares about airplanes when you can stare at such beautiful children!! My goodness. Is the hair naturally curly?

Jersey Facts: So, do you really HAVE snakes and toads? Or just human toads.

So why are the French called, derisively, "Frogs."?

Friday, September 16, 2005 4:45:00 pm  
Blogger Jona said...

Hi Hoss – yep, totally natural curls galore! (And we’ve no idea where they came from!)

Jersey has only grass snakes, and we do have lots of toads (both human and aquatic), but no frogs at all. Except the French, who are all over the place. I did one hear that the French were called frogs because one of the Queens of England had a crush on a French ambassador, and also thought frogs were adorable – so she called her fancy a ‘French frog’ (no idea if that tale is true ;o)).

Saturday, September 17, 2005 1:41:00 pm  
Blogger Douglas Hoffman said...

Here's a site that offers a few different explanations for French/frog. I always thought it was a matter of alliteration.

Saturday, September 17, 2005 7:11:00 pm  

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