Wednesday, 3 November 2010

WW1

The sort of plane my daddy used to fly....and crash.
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10 comments:

  1. nursemyra3 November 2010 at 20:31

    It looks so fragile

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  2. Maki4 November 2010 at 04:59

    I am sorry but, it looks toy.^^;

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  3. Rosie4 November 2010 at 14:24

    He was probably friends with my grandpa.

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  4. geraldgee4 November 2010 at 16:23

    Nice thought Rosie..!

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  5. Kevin Musgrove5 November 2010 at 00:12

    I love wood-and-sized-canvas aeroplanes. I can understand how they work, though it would be hairy flying in them.

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  6. geraldgee5 November 2010 at 04:58

    Such a shame they became a deadly war weapon..why didnt they just race them?

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  7. Anonymous5 November 2010 at 08:00

    What a narrow undercarriage. Rather tricky in windy weather. Maybe the meaning of "Coming in on a wing and a prayer?
    brocolanonymous.

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  8. Rosie5 November 2010 at 11:01

    My grandpa was told off for looping the loop over the hospital where his soon to be wife worked as a nurse...and he shot rabbits from them.

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  9. Rosie5 November 2010 at 11:02

    In fact I'll look for him in his log book.

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  10. jabblog19 November 2010 at 21:26

    RAF Museum Hendon - full of wonderful and unbelievable flying machines!

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