Another chance
Over the centuries, successive Dumes have tried and tried to photograph a lunar eclipse. None have succeeded. Well, there's another one tonight, so the Professor tells me. The trouble is, it's best viewed from a place called America which isn't on any of my ancestral maps. Somewhere beyond Eire, I think, and probably very close to the edge of the world if not over it.
The Professor describes it as 'the other side of the world' but I think he's making that up. What does he mean? Underneath? Everyone would fall off.
Right. The eclipse. It's going to be visible from here but we might not get the full effect this far north. There's also the matter of our mist, which never breaks. And there's the small matter of timing. The eclipse is at 3 am, PBT (Proper British Time). I think I have a solution to those last two problems.
I've instructed Stumpy to stay on the roof and take pictures. That way, I get pictures taken above the mist and I stay warm and asleep. It's a win-win situation.
Stumpy doesn't see it. I think he just likes to grumble. As long as he does it quietly and in between photographs, he can grumble all he wants. It keeps him happy.
