How Can You Tell The Jetfighter Pilot At a Party?

Don't Worry, He'll Tell You
3 and 4 May – Uneventful day of rest and recuperation.  These days are always unexpected and it is not often that a day comes along when absolutely no strain or exercise is required – definite advantage should be taken of these kind of days even if the circumstances in which they come about is unwanted.  Consumed a fair chunk of good and bad TV, decent and indecent film and some pretty good literature.  Had a fun time negotiating disapproval from the doctor who, as always, was very understanding.  Worst part was the dire conversations with the couriers who always like to know the details.  The ultimate fashion function accessory search was difficult, as always, a helm is a very appointment part of the gear and looks are SO important.  Managed to track down an osteopath with the help of a couple of co-workers and even managed to get in that day – just prior to the appointment had to drop into the regular Aviation Medical Clinic to pick up some documentation of the incident and found myself in a very bizarre conversation with a couple of pilots.  Initial introductions as to what airline they were with notwithstanding the conversation moved to the Macquarie Bank consortium led takeover bid for Qantas, and, lucky for me, having paid a bit of attention to the morning AM news found myself remarkably well informed on the situation and after 15 minutes of industry chat I think I left with them with a decent impression of my pilot’s credentials (although I must have been a bit slothful compared to the usual flyboys).