Fling Competition Report: October

An outside observer could be forgiven for thinking some of our competition pilots have Alzheimer's. It should all be pretty simple: there's a countdown-thing, you know, like, from ten to zero. Once the time-keeper calls 'zero,' the gliders are meant to launch. It used to happen that way. And now it doesn't. Basically because the pilots are getting a bit senile and slightly loopy. Zero is called and they all stand there looking around at each other, trying to remember what it is they're meant to be doing. 'Hi Bill,' one will say. 'How's your day been?' Bill will go to answer but has to scratch his head before he can. He lifts his hand up to his head, which means he has to let go of whatever that thing is in his hand. The thing zooms up into the air. Everyone gets a surprise. They all look up into the air. 'What's that?' they ask, completely complexed. 'It's a glider!' one of them realises, having watched it long enough to confirm his suspicions. And then it all becomes clear. That's what they're meant to be doing: launching their gliders; that's what that zero-thing must have been all about. So over the next little while, they do. Half an hour after the launch call, all gliders are finally in the air.

Or so it would seem.

I remember once seeing a photograph of all the gliders taking-off at the same time. Must have been a dream.

Leader Board

Dallas: 7674 points

Russell: 7359 points

Scott: 7003 points

Ross: 4835 points

David: 3935 points

James: 1475 points

Next round: 25th November

As the November round will be the last for 2007, our Alzheimers patients will be holding their annual Mad Hatter's tea party after the final heat. Everybody welcome. Wear a mad hat. Bring your own medication.