223. The Night Sky

Happy 2012, bleaders!

(Sorry to be tardy posting, had a bit on.)

Anyway, in Suffolk between Christmas and early January, the skies above were fair twinkly with stars. I've witnessed a starry night before, of course, but the rich tapestry of the night sky unfurled itself in a way that was quite mesmerising this time. Don't know why - maybe it was the Stilton.

I could even see some Milky Way - it was THAT clear and bright. Lovely, I tell you. Lovely.

But it was like being a small child again, and not knowing how to read. Herself is no good to me - she can do the big saucepan (which I KNOW is called something sensible really, so don't write in) but that's about it. A kindly friend told me that the three stars in a line was Orion's Belt, which was very exciting news. As we walked along the seafront, me tripping over small dogs, bollards and bins full of chip wrappers, too busy studying the stars to bother looking where I was going, Herself said wearily, "There's probably an App for your phone, you know. You could probably just point the phone at the sky and it would tell you what you're looking at."

Bleader, she was correct! It's called Night Sky (original) and cost 69 of your British pence. So now I will become extremely au fait with celestial patterns and will wow people with my knowledge. I'm excited. But of course there isn't really a night sky in London because of all the pollution, so I'll have to wait until this weekend to try it out. Look out for further reports!