Love is Not in the Air
Newly-married Darren and Caroline Beck were about to jet off to Sri Lanka on their honeymoon. Unfortunately their plane was one of those that collided at Heathrow airport. They're still waiting to properly start their married life. They'll be telling me their story on the programme this evening.
Here's the plane wing:
Here's the view through the plane window:
Here's the happy couple on their big day:
I guess thye didn't take the
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What excuses stand in your way? How can you eliminate them?
-- Roger von Oech
Tue Oct 16 14:37:56 BST 2007
Co-pilot to Captain........DOH!
This is not news.
Grow up.
No, it's more interesting then the news. This is a newly marreid couple and what we get most days is the same old news.
BG (3)
it IS news......it's why we need another runway at Heathrow!
It seems somehow very sad if people feel that they can't properly start their married life unless they go to Sri Lanka first.
Maybe it explains all the divorces nowadays: they were never properly married to begin with, because they went to the wrong place on their honeymoons, so they can split up without any worry?
But I agree with Bedd Gelert @ 3, I don't think that an interrupted holiday really ought to count as national news.
DIY,
"we need another runway at Heathrow!"
Yeah, with a beautifully camouflaged and bottomless dead-drop halfway down it.
Like we need a hole in the head.
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It is better never to have been born. But who among us has such luck? One in a million, perhaps.
Tue Oct 16 16:57:24 BST 2007
In the olden days comsumation was the "proper" start of married life. Surely you don't have to go to Sri Lanka for that?
Ed (7)
hook bated...and beautifully taken.....
..now where is my landing net for this trough old trout!
Oh, Ed (@7), *honestly*! have you had a humorectomy or something?
Stewart @ 8, if that were the case the number of 'legitimate' children would go down pretty sharply, wouldn't it?
Doh!
"No program is perfect,"
They said with a shrug.
"The customer's happy--
What's one little bug?"
But he was determined,
Then change two, then three more,
The others went home.
As year followed year.
He dug out the flow chart
And strangers would comment,
Deserted, alone.
"Is that guy still here?"
Night passed into morning.
He died at the console
Of hunger and thirst
Next day he was buried
Face down, nine edge first.
The room was cluttered
With core dumps, source listings.
"I'm close," he muttered. Face down, nine edge first.
Chain smoking, cold coffee,
And his wife through her tears
Logic, deduction.
"I've got it!" he cried,
Accepted his fate.
Said "He's not really gone,
"Just change one instruction."
He's just working late."
-- The Perfect Programmer
(except the code got scrambled...)
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A plane is an implement used by a carpenter or a flat surface used in maths. An aircraft has wings...
;-)
The truth?
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You never know how many friends you have until you rent a house on the beach.
I'd rather think of a plane as being a tree.
Ed (13)
how much rent u a payin?
I never had a honeymoon. It would appear that after 31 years and 3 children I am still waiting to ''properly start'' my married life.
Is it too late now, do you think? ;o(
Jason (12) Chris (14) I prefer to think of a plane as a flat surface on which a straight line joining any two points would wholly lie :)
FF @ 17, wouldn't that just be a smart way of saying 'a flat surface used in maths'?
It's a technical definition of a plane, really...
I was tempted to include an alterenative definition: The area where St Clements, the Cowley Road, Iffley Road, and Magdalen Bridge converge.....
:-)
Doesn't it take two lines to define a plane? A single line can lie wholly within an infinite number of planes.
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P. Edant
Old Tom Bombadil is a merry fellow,
Bright blue his jacket is, and his boots are yellow.
None has ever caught him yet, for Tom, he is the master:
His songs are stronger songs, and his feet are faster.
-- J. R. R. Tolkien
Ca plane pour moi
I thought they were on their way to Scotland, unmarried, a runway couple
Many 502s later
FF @ 18, the bit at the end of the High is called The Plain, so I think that might be cheating.
When asked about alternative worlds, Diana Wynne Jones will assert that planes are flat, and dimensions are the ones with corners.
Umm Chris, the Plain is actuallty the roundabout where St Clements, Cowley Road, Iffley Road, and the end of Magdalen Bridge meet. See for details...
FF, the roundabout is built on the site of The Plain -- as the illustration suggests, that was originally the flat bit where there had been a church, at a time when they hadn't yet needed to build roundabouts -- and I agree, the people who don't call it "Cowley Plain" do call that roundabout just "the Plain". But I don't think anyone spells any of the stuff there "the Plane", which was my point
I still reckon that if you go out along the High that's where you will end up, but I only mentioned that because let's face it, the High is a fairly solid landmark for navigation. I should have written 'after the end of the High' rather than 'at', but I tend to discount the renaming of bits of road after the bridges they go over, and I think of the High as going on past the end of Longwall. Sorry for the confusion.
I hope they've finished having the roadworks-and-traffic-lights on the Plain so it doesn't take about half-an-hour to get past it on the way in!
True, Chris (24) writing it down does sort of ruin the pun! I've got to say that no-one I know ever refers to it as Cowley Plain. It's just "The Plain". As for the roadworks, I think there're still going on. They were the last time I was up there a few weeks ago...
Ed (7)
I believe the current abortion rate is about 1 in 5, not 1 in 1,000,000
FF, I freely admit that only some poeple I used to know who were left over from the 1930s called it 'Cowley Plain'. They were from North Oxford, so they were probably being snooty about the Town/Gown business and emphasising the Cowley aspect of things. ;-) They were the sort of people who knew where the Treacle Well was, and who was meant to have been the inspiration for the Red Queen...
What are they *doing* with those roadworks anyway? Rationalising the Cherwell, or something?
Vyle (26),
Very droll. I assume you mean in the 'developed' world. Elsewhere your 1 in 5 might be a reasonable estimate of neo-natal mortality. Still, with a net increase worldwide of 212,000 daily, we must be doing something wrong...
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Who loves not wisely but too well
Will look on Helen's face in hell,
But he whose love is thin and wise
Will view John Knox in Paradise.
-- Dorothy Parker
Ed, at some point this evening on radio 4 we were told that the chances of a child (?and mother? I'm not sure, but I don't *think* so) in Sierra Leone dying during or just after the pregnancy are one-in-six (EEEEEK) as compared to the one-in-thousands in Britain, so it's not as wild a figure as it ought to be. I think the one-in-six was the worst example the person could think of, so one-in-five might be a slight exaggeration?
(I don't believe the one-in-thousands, mind you: do we have to count all the ones that never get anywhere, an abort spontaneously within the first fifteen or twenty days? If so *how do we know about them*? When does a baby start?)
Chris,
I should've said peri-natal.
My point, of course, you already know:
There are several times too many of us .
We are long overdue a cull.
The ethical challenges are hardly even under consideration.
Shalom, etc
ed
"`What's been happening here?' he demanded.
`Oh just the nicest things, sir, just the nicest things.
can I sit on your lap please?'"
"`Colin, I am going to abandon you to your fate.'
`I'm so happy.'"
"`It will be very, very nasty for you, and that's just too bad. Got it?'
`I gurgle with pleasure.'"
- Ford and Colin the robot.
Ca plane pour moi
I thought they were on their way to Scotland, unmarried, a runway couple