When I was allowed a go, I pretended I had no control over it .
Unbeknownst to the terrible Goddess, Penfold, Tiggz and Jnr, I had got up in the dead of night and practised!! So when I skimmed the decorations and gave the tinsel a hair-cut, they thought it was a mistake. Having established my uselessness at flying it, I cunningly steered it to land on Jnr's head, pulling out a fair proportion of his hair - apparently it was quite painful. This led to the reaction I was after. He was so traumatised, he insisted that the helicopter stayed with me when he left to visit his other relatives - result!!!!
I'm now planning on fixing an eeny weeny camera on it and then using it to spy on Wopra next door to see how her Brazilian is getting on. If I'm successful, I'll let you know. (I'll be cutting you a Brazilian - with the helicopter! Lo,TG Ed)
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