Good evening Dave
Old girl is on the organ and another nattering nannie is playing the piano...
Two others are just sitting there drinking their Gin
The four of them are suppose to be going to play Bridge...they are interrupting my quiet time...Oh well
Texting you because I learned to fly on the Tiger off our own field.
You could judge your speed by the sound of the wires.
Our Tiger had one very big problem other than me not old enough to even have a drivers license.
When I was bashing about the puffy wuffies that Old Tiger would turn into a SE5A or a Sopwith Camel or a Gloster Gladiator or even a Spit...
Our county turned into the Western Front and I was single handedly clearing it of bad dudes.
I sat on the cushion off the Fordson and when someone wanted the tractor their bottom had to sit on a steel seat unless they got a cushion off another tractor (we still used horses also)
When all was said and done one of my older brothers would run to gramps or dad complaining I got more time in the air than they did...
Funny Dave how a couple of simple pictures can bring back some fond memories....Thanks...
by Dave T » Thu May 18, 2017 4:03 pm 
