Tiny Whoop Delivery

Well all the planning is done and the start of the long Whoop weekend is here.

Jesse P, Mr Tiny Whoop, got a proper British drizzly welcome stepping out at Heathrow this morning. But the long flight and weather had no impact on our enthusiasm for the trip. We were both smiling and chatting like old mates as we drove over to Jaggers house for some lunch. Its funny having never met in person how easy it was to pick up and chat for ages all because of our love for FPV flight.

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Scoping Out Scotland

Through no fault of my own, I find myself without employment over this Christmas and into January. But I’m also waiting to start work, so I’m in a weird limbo state where I can’t really commit to a new project, but also want to do something so I don’t feel useless.

Looking on the bright side, this situation has arisen perfectly in line with the BIRD2023 event I’m running for the Tiny Whoopers! This year is going to be even bigger and better than ever, with a new venue, special guests and lots of pilots from other countries making it really special. I’ll be writing about that event later, but what else do you do when you don’t have any pressing engagements – go on a little trip!

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Deckchair Game Theory

We had inferior deckchairs on the first day and since then, we’ve been organised. Making a special trip to the pool before breakfast to get ahead of the crowd. We kept our towels and strategically positioned them on the ones we wanted. Just as if we had popped away, to get a drink, or for a wee and we would be back any minute. This was pretty standard across the hotel so following game theory, you either join in, or lose out. 

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Relearning Old Skills

Aimi hasn’t been feeling great the last couple days. Its not the dreaded Covid, because we’ve repeatedly tested, but she’s pretty under the weather. 

This is very frustrating for her, as she’s usually the one to be up and out and raring to go on all the excursions. On holidays Aimi is all about doing things. It’s funny because at home, she enjoys nothing more than being snuggled up with me and Kayto (mostly kayto) on the sofa with a fire and a movie on.

But while I hope she gets better soon (no-one wants to be ill on holiday) this sort of plays into my hands. It provides a biologically enforced reason for her to take her medicine; sitting quietly, drinking lots of water and the happy byproduct of boredom is lots of lovely reading.

There is also very little I can do to help, so I went wakeboarding…

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