Look out Below!

Its time to get off the wings and into the plane. That's what one of the big wiggies said today. My ears pricked up. Most analogies, I get, but this one intrigued me. Why would anyone be on an aircraft's wings? Doh! It's a WW2 plane of course! He was imagining us all as fighter pilots. Some people would find sitting in an office listening to an update on payments systems a bit dull. Not me; I had no time for that, I was already running across the grass. Scramble scramble!! Undercarriage up as soon as I left the ground. Throttle wide open, haystacks and farmhouses dropping far below. Look out Fritz, here I come!