Yep Andy, the leg from New Jersey to Southampton was originally a boat trip.




 
Well, we have  finally landed at Southampton thanks to George. I really thought we would end up in a cell for the night after the trouble at Cork.

To cut a long story short, George had run off to find a loo and left me with the bucket. After about 20 minutes had past I started to worry so I made my way to the terminal only to find George involved in an argument, it was quite heated. The airport manager was shouting at the planning officer who in turn was shouting at Paddy our Irish builder,George was trying to mediate.

"Jetprops feckin right, it looks nutin like the plans ye feckin eejit"

"who you callin a feckin eejit?"

Meanwhile a noisy crowd assembled and most of them seemed related to Paddy in some way or another. The manager called security and the Planning officer called the Garda. At this point Paddy's Mam turned up,not only a fearsome woman but also an expert bricklayer.... she had forearms like Popeye on spinach. One of Irelands finest.

I knew it was going to turn ugly When Paddy's Mam took out her false teeth and popped them into her handbag. With an evil grin she quietly placed the bag on a chair, the legs of which noticeably buckled.

"who the feck is G.K.?" she rumbled.

I shuffled, my embarrassment giving me away.Oooops

"and just feckin where, in the name of Mary mother of Christ, Is this Jetprop?"

And then all hell broke loose, legs, arms and furniture flying everywhere.

........at this point George grabbed Mam's handbag and started whirling it around like Bruce Lee on amphetamines, Security, Garda and Paddy's clan were decimated. Broken Jaws, bloody noses everywhere.

"Leg it" cried George, and we did.

We didn't speak much after that. We made it to the plane, I tried the tower but no response. Paddy's Mam came tearing out of the terminal after us as we rolled down the runway.

I now have 3 unanswered questions about George: Why not use the Bucket? Why does he run in such a hypnotising manner? and why is he so damn good with a handbag?

Next stop London, probably in the City if the runways long enough.

jetprop wrote on Mar 21^st, 2012 at 11:26am:


"Father Ted"  a prime time sit com in England. There was a drunken old priest who was always "Feckin" this or that

City of London Airport was a fantastic approach:



from there we went to Dover to Bolougne to Amiens and then back up to Calais. We're taking a rest at Calais right now, George Says he needs to shop ......He's loosing the plot if you ask me.

Hilarious madness.

Wow! That London Approach shot is great. Nice job.


Rich