Today The Mister and I went to Duxford for their Autumn Air Show. When we woke up this morning it was absolutely pouring, and it pretty much continued for most of the day. Anyway, like a couple of real anoraks we went anyway. It was absolutely-bloody-freezing… the wind was bitter and it rained for a while, but having said that (and don’t tell The Mister I said so) I had a really nice day out. I have decided that growing up with a Dad who loves planes and motor-racing means that I am well used to going to visit things, feigning disinterest, but secretly loving it. I am cultivating this look so that The Mister doesn’t think that I am having too nice a time. I need to retain some sense of self-sacrifice so that I can use it in the future when I need to behave like a martyr. Of course, just as we were leaving the weather started to clear up and you could see blue sky in the distance. Typical!
I really enjoyed the planes, but my favourite bit was The Royal Navy Black Cat Helicopter Display Team. I also really liked the really ickle plane that was looping the loop and doing all sorts. I still think the pilot must be a mentalist to want to do it though… I was surprised not to see sick on the roof of the cockpit when he got out.
So, here are my (estimated) stats from the day…
Number of hours spent at Duxford: 5 ½
Number of hours spent freezing in the cold and rain watching planes, or waiting to see them: 4
Actualy air temperature: 12 degrees Celsius
How cold it really felt: minus 12 degrees Celsius
Number of times I complained about the cold: 40
Number of times I complained in general: at least 50
Number of times I was serious about my complaining: about 5
Number of times I helpfully pointed out oooo plane: about 30
Number of times The Mister told me to shush when I helpfully pointed out “oooo plane”: about 30
Number of inches the water had crept up the legs of my jeans by the time I left Duxford: about 5
Number of cups of coffee I drank: 3
Number of times I ate healthy foods today: 0