But I do know when I'll be back again - Monday.
Kay. Everyone knows that all that guff about principles of aerodynamics and physics and propulsion is a load of dingo's kidneys. We're all intelligent adults here, and we know that nothing holds those damned planes up except magic and the continued goodwill of everyone on the ground who cares about who is IN those blasted things.
I fully expect each and every one of you to think good thoughts, light airy thoughts, thoughts of keeping that series of great metal bastards up in the air when they're supposed to be up, and safely on the ground otherwise, especially while I'm inside any of them.
And if I crash? I'll know who to blame.
See you guys Monday, Weerelephant in tow.