Ya big skirt wearing Luddite ponce......................
It's a sad day for the Congress when a member of your standing decides to take his leave for new highlands and/or lowlands.
It was inspirational flying with you and your crew and we have a sneaking suspicion that our paths will cross and we will work together again during your new endeavours.
Just to clear up a few final loose ends, all official like.........
A) The bar tab that the Owen family owed you due to the many drinking sessions on Invergordan is now null and void - it was an internal Congress i.o.u. after all. We are deeply sorry that we never had the chance to settle it but such is life and we will try our damnedest to run up another medically-impossible-without-death-by-kidney-and/or-live-failure bar debt at your future watering hole. Of course, as per the usual Junker code of conduct, we will have no intention what so ever of paying off this debt either.
B) Our wager on "who can get the blindest drunk and then return with the most B.P.A. helmets" still stands.
C) Same goes for the "who can fly the closest to that big neutron star in Omega 41 before all their hair falls out" drunken bet. Ahhhhhhh, a good night that was........................... from what we can remember.............
.............and the news reports.
D) With regards to Arbiter Crow Missus, ya aint missed much.
Your 'effin and blinding at Congress sessions will be much missed along with your 'effin and blinding during flight time, your 'effin and blinding in normal conversation and your 'effin and blinding in your sleep.
Basically your 'effin and blinding in general................
Ya got our contact details, will be fun to fly with you when ever you want.
Good luck with your future plans, keep in touch and let us know if there is anything we can do for you.
It's been fun mate................... Fly high and see ya soon below the scanners.