Oh! Say! Let us fly, dear,
Where, kid? To the sky, dear.
Oh you flying machine!
Jump in, Miss Josephine...
Just before we left the orchard yesterday, we heard the roar of a prop engine and saw this strange vehicle rolling across the horizon. And as we were all trying to figure out what it was, it took to the sky...
I think every person, young and old, on the hillside stopped and watched in a mixture of awe and delight. My friends' daughter put it best: "It's Chitty-Chitty Bang-Bang."
It was the kind of thing that seemed more likely to happen in the world of Roald Dahl than here in our little corner of the world. 
It's hard to be cynical in a world that surprises you with stupendous flying machines.
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