Mortal Plane

We took Fraser to Perth to get his Christmas present, a trial flying lesson.

He flew around the Perthshire countryside for a good forty five minutes, and although the plane had looked a bit the worse for wear on the ground, it did what it was supposed to do!

After he had landed the plane and come back to the car, we asked if he'd enjoyed it.

"Yeh, it was okay,"  he muttered in his contra-bass.

(He has been popping in all evening to tell us the story in instalments though!  A sure sign that he loved it.)