I’m 38 years old, which is seven years more than the average life expectancy for wealthy English males in the late 13th century. And like those young dead men I have never been in a helicopter.
Juliet and I had lunch at the Milawa Cheese Factory again today, and on arrival we saw the ABC helicopter parked on the lawn.
It took off just before we left, which was quite a treat for James and Margaret.
I’ve never been close to a helicopter before, so it was an interesting experience. The noise was terrible and the wind from the propellers stronger than I expected.
I imagine that in a military situation the whole effect would be rather intimidating.