The antici.............................pation had been building for days and last night for the first time in several generations we had the astronomical trifecta, a super, blood, blue moon.
I won't go into the details, you probably know about the eclipse and the full moon timing and all that and the fact it won't happen for ages again so if you missed it, you'll have a long wait. I don't think I'll be here for the next one.
So there I was last night, taking frequent trips to the front yard to stare skywards in the hope oif something....super.
Standing with The Carlton Supporter we waited for the BLOOD red and all we saw was a kind of burnt orange, at best.
At one stage I said "is that it?" and the answer came back, "glad you said it"
Were we expecting too much, was the build up better than the actual event, are we so jaded by our wizz bang world and all things irrelevant but shiny that we missed something truly astounding?
I feel slightly vindicated by my sweet Mum who called it a fizzog. Harsh.
So what did you think?