Saturday, 17 April 2010

Ash Wednesday

I got quickly fed up seeing Evans face staring out of my blog so here's a screen grab I took this morning from www.flightradar24.com showing the clear skies of Europe.

Get your bikes out people - the green revolution starts here!

10 comments:

Dave said...

I'd be quite happy if they gave up planes altogether. The sooner the teleport becomes a working reality the better.

Christopher said...

Ironic that the one working airport in all this is Reykjavic...

Vicus Scurra said...

My bike is arriving as soon as they can deliver it from Oslo.

Scarlet Blue said...

It's lovely and quiet.
Yes, I quite understand why you wanted to move on from Chris Evans... then again he's got enough hot air to fly a balloon.
Sx

Sarah said...

Isn't it fab...and the sun is shining too.

Aren't you supposed to be cycling hell for leather at the moment??

Rog said...

Dave: I wouldn't like my molecules being interfered with.

Christopher: And they've got all our money. Mind you, they did give us Magnus.

Vicus: That would be a flying bike then? That's Norway to carry on.

Scarlett: Just as I read that I looked out the window and there was... a hot air balloon! Spooky!

Sarah: It is lovely and I have been pedalling furiously in a last practise run. Tomorrow I will be peddling furiously at the car boot.

Z said...

There was a little two-seater making lazy circles in the air this morning from Seething airfield. Hope your personal seething goes well tomorrow.

I don't know what sorts of things you actually sell. Might they be things that the Sage collects?

Roger said...

Z: There's a few seething airports at the moment. Our carboot stock is a bit low budget - stuff that isn't good enough for ebay. It's sort of like Luther Van Dross but without the "Luther".

Dave said...

I was down your way last evening - that hot air balloon you saw - I photographed it. Sorry I didn't call in, but I really wasn't in the right frame of mind for socialising.

Rog said...

Dave: Drop in next time! They take off regularly from the local school field. For some reason they were the only thing Mr Murph used to get really cross about!