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My Man Satchel


The Bag : made in a khaki colour for easy camouflage

Ticket book : Used for beating silly passengers who forget their tickets
Headset Bag : For passengers to step onto to remove dirt from their shoes

Knee board : Particularly useful for writing on to play hangman with other pilots over the radio and doubles as a sun visor

Leather man : because you ain't a man unless you have a leatherman. Place on belt to gain 2 extra man points immediately

Map : Spare hangman paper

Cloth : Underpants filler

Handheld GPS : Use when map is covered in hangman drawings

Reflector Vest : You never know when a lumo party may break out

Radio : Nose picker

Satellite Phone : For ordering pizza to be delivered in the middle of the kalahari

Headset : Ear warmers for chilly days

Passport : gives automatic humour about politics

License : Hangman paper!

Sunglasses : Sleeping shades

Fuel Strainer : Fuel shot glass to give you a kick in the morning

Tyre Pressure Gauge : Keep in hand for balance whilst kicking tyres

Batteries : Boredom killers when waiting for passengers I.e. Juggling , testing how flat a surface is, two vs two battle

Torch : Flying ant attractor for when you feel like being irritated


The Ladies ready to party in their traditional hangar outfits


Lake Ngami on a water tank


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