NickM
Veteran
- Location
- Darwin's birthplace
Ah, ambition... the assassin of contentment.Flying_Monkey said:...I want to make the world in which I would like to live.
Ah, ambition... the assassin of contentment.Flying_Monkey said:...I want to make the world in which I would like to live.
<sigh>domtyler said:...have ended up being trapped in London and working in a frickin bank, probably for the rest of my life!
NickM said:Ah, ambition... the assassin of contentment.
NickM said:There's definitely a response to this, but it'll only come to me after somebody else has got in first...
Anyway, never mind that. Had they not heard of Amelia Earhart? or Hilda Hewlett, for that matter?
That's what young Victorian women who wanted to ride bicycles were told! (well, not the ejector seat bit, the pelvis bit).Arch said:...it would bugger up your pelvis or something and stop you having children. This may not have been the real reason, but that's what we were told.
NickM said:That's what young Victorian women who wanted to ride bicycles were told! (well, not the ejector seat bit, the pelvis bit).
Sounds pretty bogus to me...
domtyler said:You didn't like to insert cotton wool buds into various orifices as a toddler did you?
Arch said:It was fighter pilots you couldn't be apparently. As I recall, the reasoning was that the risk was that if you had to eject (or it might have been the g forces involved in general flying), it would bugger up your pelvis or something and stop you having children. This may not have been the real reason, but that's what we were told.