My brother Stan heard his first hairy plane in days today, while we were chatting on Skype. Well, he was chatting, I was being a little sister. He did a good job as GF2 (Godfather number two) today. Spectacular in fact. He has a wonderful way of making me feel better using logic and sensibility. Two elements I do not possess when I am in the middle of possession by the emotions.
Anyway, back to the hairy plane. He lives in Holland. If he heard a hairy plane for the first time in days, this means air travel is slowly returning to Northern Europe. I know the volcano is spewing again, but renewed air travel has to be a good sign. It really needs a GF2. The volcano that is. Mine stopped me spewing. Any volunteers for the job? All you have to do is use a bit of your logic and common sense. It'll work miracles, I tell you.
It is bizarre this situation and I can't quite get my head around it. I cannot imagine what it is like for you guys in Europe. Please tell me that food stocks are not yet depleting. I want to know you are all well fed.
Love to all. xx
PS While I'm mentioning him, Stan has a few blogs. There's one on moving to Norway, his progress with fixing up the old family Campervan and loads of information on and experiences of cycle touring, mainly in Norway.
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