Beautiful blue cloudless skies and blazing sunshine here today. Yesterday morning we had lots of large fluffy clouds with dark grey bottoms and light grey tops. On the day of the original alert the sky was a blanket of light gloom, and the way the press went crazy with the story we were expecting to see ash falling down like snow. I guess Britain is too close for the plume to come down low enough to trouble the ground folk. I suppose it will have to get much deeper into Europe before its altitude drops enough to be a problem.
The one thing about this story which makes my blood boil is the TV news interviewing an increasing parade of whining morons who bang on about having their holidays disrupted and demanding to know what the airlines are doing. They've missed the point that the airlines are faced with the choice of staying safe on the ground or fall out of the sky and die, and so have naturally gone for the first option. People on domestic flights seem to be worst. Hello guys, we have trains you know! I also love the ones who want to know when it will stop. Sure, the Icelanders are covering their country in volcanic ash and glacial flood water just for a major tourist spectacular. Somewhere in an underground lair there's a bloke with a spanner just waiting for the order to turn off the volcano valve.
Honestly, I despair during times of crisis or emergency when the news media wheel out the dimmest of one's fellow countrymen.
