A Salutory Experience.
Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2007 12:29 am
Returning to Korea from leave in Tokyo we were at Iwakuni airport to catch a flight, courtesy of RAAF 'Air Lines' , a very spartan DC3 and no hostesses.
As we assembled at the 'plane the British Army Sgt/Boarding Master read us a long list of 'what to do's in case of a myriad of possible disasters.
One wit said 'No worries, Sarge, this is an Aussie 'plane, they work OK'
General laughter which he took with a grin.
Taxied out ready for take off.
Pilot ran up one engine. OK
Ran up the second...Roar ...splutter ...splutter..ditto...ditto.
Taxied back.
Door opened to reveal the biggest grin
we'd ever seen on any Sgt's face.
He never said a word and neither did we
As we assembled at the 'plane the British Army Sgt/Boarding Master read us a long list of 'what to do's in case of a myriad of possible disasters.
One wit said 'No worries, Sarge, this is an Aussie 'plane, they work OK'
General laughter which he took with a grin.
Taxied out ready for take off.
Pilot ran up one engine. OK
Ran up the second...Roar ...splutter ...splutter..ditto...ditto.
Taxied back.
Door opened to reveal the biggest grin
we'd ever seen on any Sgt's face.He never said a word and neither did we