Ha-Ha you mocked the Gay Duvet

[Steve.T.]

I took the stick all day" the flying lycra shorts and the Puffs parachute" and I admit it was rather pink but in its day it was the dogs bollocks, and looking down from 3208ft on all those new hotships struggling below ,bombed out on Cringle and creating thermals with their body heat and tempers was a pleasure and set me off on a nice little dog leg flight ending up back at Osmotherley just to prove "He who laughs last gets to fly the tatty old pink mattress he finds in the loft"
Thanks to Colin for picking me up and I could be open to offers for the flourescent flying machine,if you want to trade in your new low altitude jobs