Why White should place its bishop to b5 square?
Feste: “And thus the whirligig of time brings in his revenges.”
Shakespeare’s use of the whirligig as a metaphor for "what goes around, comes around” seems apt today. The expression also serves to neatly summarise one of the shortest BRB indaba in the history of the association; and, a record when matters aeronautical are due to be examined by a Senate committee.
‘Twas P7 in the chair who kicked it off and set the tone.
Feste: "By the Lord, fool, I am not mad." “But do you remember?”
Twelfth Night – or; if you prefer the twelfth time a full house BRB discussed the scheduled hearing by a RRAT committee; ostensibly to do with Angel Flight. The usual suspects are due to appear, namely ATSB and CASA; invited to attend games of genteel ‘duck shoving’ and ‘pass the parcel’.
Submissions have been called for – This is the bit I dread; many (many) pages off the E-mail loops to digest and condense into a cohesive, representative submission, takes forever and usually gives me the hump. Not to be; as it happened the consensus vote came back in record time – in short; an expression of ‘no confidence’ would suffice. “No confidence in what?” I growled – expecting the worst. “Why, the whole charade of course” was the stern reply – “from the minister, through the Boards, on to management and down to the lowliest pencil sharpening expert in the place”. End of - no further discussion.
Glasses were charged and darts practice began – Canadians next week and they have been practicing; it’s for bragging rights and therefore an important match. Waiting my turn I had time to mull over the terse edict of the senior BRB crew; and decided it was probably a sensible decision. Consider; the working time allocated for the entire hearing is a meagre three hours; one hour each, Angel Flight, ATSB and CASA. The event is scheduled for next Wednesday, which allows four days to prepare a submission; it would take me, with nothing else to do at least that long to condense the notions of the association members , let alone draft and edit submission; and let’s face it, it has all been said before – in Spades, redoubled.
It seems to me the only real area of doubt is in the determination of RRAT committee itself to get things sorted out; once and for all. But then I think back to Forsyth, Pel Air and the disgraceful performance of O’Sofullofit and the any hours of hearings we have listened to and watched; the countless pages of Hansard ploughed through; then I weigh that against results. Aye, the BRB and IOS may well have the right of it.
Walking home with P7 he broke the silence – “I can hear the wheels turning in that wooden head of yours; while you’re at it, consider this; there’s enough rope between Angel Flight and Glen Buckley to hang he entire cast and crew of this little pantomime, let’s wait and see what the RRAT committee makes of it – then we’ll see what’s to be done – for best”.
Who, whether praise of him must walk the earth
For ever, and to noble deeds give birth,
Or he must fall, to sleep without his fame,
And leave a dead unprofitable name—
Finds comfort in himself and in his cause;
And, while the mortal mist is gathering, draws
His breath in confidence of Heaven's applause:
This is the happy Warrior; this is he
That every man in arms should wish to be.
Supper, cigar and a nightcap ended an evening of much to consider. Handing over.
Toot – toot.
Feste: “And thus the whirligig of time brings in his revenges.”
Shakespeare’s use of the whirligig as a metaphor for "what goes around, comes around” seems apt today. The expression also serves to neatly summarise one of the shortest BRB indaba in the history of the association; and, a record when matters aeronautical are due to be examined by a Senate committee.
‘Twas P7 in the chair who kicked it off and set the tone.
Feste: "By the Lord, fool, I am not mad." “But do you remember?”
Twelfth Night – or; if you prefer the twelfth time a full house BRB discussed the scheduled hearing by a RRAT committee; ostensibly to do with Angel Flight. The usual suspects are due to appear, namely ATSB and CASA; invited to attend games of genteel ‘duck shoving’ and ‘pass the parcel’.
Submissions have been called for – This is the bit I dread; many (many) pages off the E-mail loops to digest and condense into a cohesive, representative submission, takes forever and usually gives me the hump. Not to be; as it happened the consensus vote came back in record time – in short; an expression of ‘no confidence’ would suffice. “No confidence in what?” I growled – expecting the worst. “Why, the whole charade of course” was the stern reply – “from the minister, through the Boards, on to management and down to the lowliest pencil sharpening expert in the place”. End of - no further discussion.
Glasses were charged and darts practice began – Canadians next week and they have been practicing; it’s for bragging rights and therefore an important match. Waiting my turn I had time to mull over the terse edict of the senior BRB crew; and decided it was probably a sensible decision. Consider; the working time allocated for the entire hearing is a meagre three hours; one hour each, Angel Flight, ATSB and CASA. The event is scheduled for next Wednesday, which allows four days to prepare a submission; it would take me, with nothing else to do at least that long to condense the notions of the association members , let alone draft and edit submission; and let’s face it, it has all been said before – in Spades, redoubled.
It seems to me the only real area of doubt is in the determination of RRAT committee itself to get things sorted out; once and for all. But then I think back to Forsyth, Pel Air and the disgraceful performance of O’Sofullofit and the any hours of hearings we have listened to and watched; the countless pages of Hansard ploughed through; then I weigh that against results. Aye, the BRB and IOS may well have the right of it.
Walking home with P7 he broke the silence – “I can hear the wheels turning in that wooden head of yours; while you’re at it, consider this; there’s enough rope between Angel Flight and Glen Buckley to hang he entire cast and crew of this little pantomime, let’s wait and see what the RRAT committee makes of it – then we’ll see what’s to be done – for best”.
Who, whether praise of him must walk the earth
For ever, and to noble deeds give birth,
Or he must fall, to sleep without his fame,
And leave a dead unprofitable name—
Finds comfort in himself and in his cause;
And, while the mortal mist is gathering, draws
His breath in confidence of Heaven's applause:
This is the happy Warrior; this is he
That every man in arms should wish to be.
Supper, cigar and a nightcap ended an evening of much to consider. Handing over.
Toot – toot.