Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No it’s…a…a paramotor wing, and it came looming low over the new shed last night as we were eating our cream of broad bean soup. It was so very much something where you didn’t expect to have it, and also very loud, that for a moment I felt like Arthur Dent in The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy – you know, the scene near the beginning where a huge ship from the Vogon Constructor Fleet comes gliding over his house as a prelude to demolishing the planet:
People of Earth, your attention please.This is Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz of the Galactic Hyperspace Planning Council. As you will no doubt be aware, the plans for development of the outlying regions of the Galaxy require the building of a hyperspatial express route through your star system, and, regrettably your planet is one of those scheduled for demolition. The process will take slightly less than two of your Earth minutes. Thank you.
Douglas Adams The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy
Anyway, it turned out to be nothing so threatening, though at one point I thought the pilot had completely lost the plot as he whirlygigged for several giddy seconds over the rapeseed field. He sorted himself out though.
Tish Farrell 
I would so much rather be on the ground eating cream of broad bean soup.
Hello, Ann. How are you? And yes the soup eating was infinitely preferable to winging it over Wenlock’s rooftops.
I’ve been gallivanting; went to Australia for my mother’s 96th birthday. And I flew there within the sedate winged care of Air New Zealand!
Gosh! Well done your mother. And a nice sedate flight from NZ to Oz sounds very pleasing.
No cream of broad bean soup on offer though. 😦
That’s sad. It was very good 🙂
He was just mucking about. His real ride was a vintage Ford Prefect parked in the lane.
Of course, Ark. Should’ve known.
Adds an interest to meal time, but a rather noisy one. We had 2 helicopters going round and round in a grid pattern between our place and the ocean for 20 minutes yesterday. I wondered if they had found what or who they were looking for
Hm. Always disquieting when one feels there’s a search going on. It happens along the River Severn that’s not to far away.
Well, it could have been James Bond. 🙂
I don’t know how I would have reacted to that incursion of my airspace.
Bond, James Bond. Would have been a good excuse to have a martini 🙂 Did feel a bit invaded, now you mention it, especially when he started spiralling over our garden.
Loved Hitchhikers and yes, very apt. Never heard of these but you know we’re backward up here. I don’t think I’m sorry xx
We hadn’t heard or heard of them either till yesterday. Had to google the things to see what they were called. Some people seem to fly them wearing skis!!?
I misread that as skirts the first time. Draughty! X
Very nouvelle Mary Poppins-ish though 🙂
What a surprise at supper time!
It was!
We live near a small airport and are sometimes surprised by forms of flying that go over our house. The wonder of flying never ceases, though planes can be annoying after the third flyover.
The noise must be hard to put up with.
After 20 years I’m ready to move, especially since they are allowing Lear jets access.
Ooh! I don’t blame you.
Well, he nearly was in the soup!!
🙂 🙂 Definitely he was.
😳
Well…this might be fun…but it might not be.
It looked a bit hair-raising to me.
Fascinating!
What an exciting life you lead. Cream of broadbean soup AND an air invader! I too know which I prefer.
🙂
I once forgot to get out of the way of a paraglider. I do not make a good landing pad. When you are looking up, it’s also good to calculate landing position 😀
Yes, that went through my mind as man on wing went twirling above me. Good advice!
Though usually I would react negatively to the noise, I think such a surprise would appeal to my sense of humor. It reads like a laugh. How lucky that you keep the camera by your side. Just be careful it doesn’t fall into the soup.
I shall look out for the soup in future. I have a bad history of accidents happening to cameras. Pickled herrings has been the worst so far.
A braver soul than I! 😀
Dinner entertainment at its best: novelty, excitement, drama, tension!
Well summed up!
I roared at your opening sentence describing the extraordinary interrupting your ordinary. And you delighted me with your use of ‘whirlygigged’. The pictures reminded me of 007 and The Queen arriving at the Olympics a few years back.
Ha! That’s a great image – 007 and HMQ.
The things that could fall out of the sky some days….:-)
It’s bonkers, isn’t it 🙂