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My ex-wife's flying lessons

A while ago, my ex-wife started taking flying lessons which I paid for, as she was keen to learn.

But, she began an affair with her handsome young flying instructor and eventually left me, though I'm not bitter about it.

She got her license shortly after our divorce was finalised, later that same year.

Yesterday afternoon, she narrowly escaped injury in the aircraft she was piloting, when she was forced to make an emergency landing in a garden near the airport because of bad weather.

I managed to take a photograph at the scene of the accident, and it shows the extent of damage.

The craft nose dived into the ground. I'm just glad that no bystanders were injured.

I'm publishing this photo to show there is no animosity between us, and I wish her good luck with her new toyboy.

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A flying broomstick