I have no need to explain to you dear reader how much I love to fly and to be able to give and share this experience with others has gives me the same lovely warm feeling I get from buying a meal for one of London’s homeless or giving a gift to a loved one. Only more so. They spend the rest of the day staring skyward scarcely believing what they have just done even though they knew they were going to do it. It happened to me after my first skydive, my first flight and my first real xc. I’m sure if I HAD to get up early every morning to do this for a living this would pass eventually but I don’t, and I never bring money into it. Much like the part time teaching on the hill in the U.K the genuine heartfelt gratitude of the passenger is reward a plenty. I mean ,I had plenty of happy customers when I was working my regular job too but nobody ever reacted like that when I fitted their bathroom back in Blighty. Can you imagine...?...”OOOHHH I’m just soooo overwhelmed and grateful...that sink is just amazing!!!!....and those taps...!Please let me buy you loads of beer and dinner...”Sometimes it really is better to give than receive.