stranded? 15 April 2010
I wonder if I’m stranded. All airspace over these islands is closed right now. Iceland is making its presence felt, again – firstly, it started off that whole banks collapsing trend and now it’s volcanos going off, spewing dust into the air and the wind deciding to bring it to us. I had planned a busy little 10 days to a fortnight of hopping over and back between London and Dublin by plane (and whinging about it in these pages) but it seems that unless I want to do the train/ferry thing (such a lot of wasted hours involved that way!) I will be a tad more static than previously anticipated. I am armed with inhalers (mild asthma) and the copy edit of the manuscript (ie plenty of homework to keep me going) so I can sit this ‘crisis’ out. And it might just be a little beautiful because according to the Met Office we may have a lavender sunset tonight because of the volcanic dust in the atmosphere.
I found the missing knickers – in a bag I haven’t used for a few weeks…(so there! to all of you who thought smut – chance would be a fine thing…)
