IT'S OH SO QUIET...

...shhh




Arrrrr, there be a heavy fog descending o'er t'moor this morning. Mark my words, strange things are afoot.
I woke up in the middle of the night. Or so I thought. It turned out to be 8am. It's so, so quiet, maybe it's because there are no planes. I live on (under?) a flight path, which I never notice. Sometimes I'm on the phone and the person on the other end goes "Oh my God, what