In case you were wondering, we did eventually get back from Venice. Here are the photos.
Thanks to the ever-reliable French air-traffic controllers, our flight home to Manchester has been CANCELLED. The ever-helpful SleasyJet offered us an alternative flight in just over 48 hours time—to London, not Manchester—but pointedly refused to guarantee that it would actually fly.
So Jen and I are currently sipping free drinks in the business class lounge at Venice Marco Polo Airport, awaiting our hastily booked Lufthansa flights home—via Munich.
Jason Bourne never has to put up with this crap.
We are living in the future.
As usual, the Fall say pretty much everything that needs to be said on the subject:
I repeat: ZAYN MALIK HAS LEFT ONE DIRECTION!!!
(No, me neither.)
Unfortunately, I didn't have a hat to hand to help capture some photos of this morning's partial solar eclipse. So I just had to improvise and use a camera with a telephoto lens. I attached two polariser filters, set at right angles, to make everything went really dark.
You can see larger versions of the above photos here.
…I wrote a Gruts post entitled It was twenty years ago today…, in which I described an event that happened thirty years ago this very day.
When did I start reckoning time in decades?
(At least a decade ago, by the sound of it.)