Marlborough nights

Fifteen years ago I convinced a drunken Miche to lie down in a field with me in the dark. Temptation aside, I had no intention of taking advantage of the poor girl. It was after all the perfect night for a stargazing geek.

It was a bitter November night I remember, well after closing time, and well after the grass had grown crystalline with frost. I dropped my coat on the ground for her to lay comfortably whilst I showed her our universe.

"No" I said, "I just want to show you the stars."

So we shivered whilst we lay down on a rock hard football pitch, as I pointed out Ursa Major.

We smoked a joint that I'd ripped with a Marlborough light.

Fifteen years later, I show Miche Google Sky; the most amazing extension to Google Earth there is. Click a button and with the right orientation, the sky above you is replicated. Our north facing garden is perfect for orientating against the Big Dipper.

Imagine my joy then, when Miche suggests that we get out into our back garden and look at the stars with Google Sky.

At this very moment, we're sat together in our garden watching it. The wonders of technology never cease. I'm writing this post, having taken this picture of the big dipper above our garden, on our laptop's wireless connection to the Internet. (click on the pic to see the constellation).

Miche also produced an elderly packet of smokes, which I am partaking of right now. Marlborough Lights are indeed magic. Mmnn...

Goodnight.