Yesterday a storm passed by and plowed into Ireland. The apron of the storm passed over me in England. The storm was carrying dust it picked up when it passed the Mediterranean area. It was carrying sand from the Sahara desert and soot from the Portuguese fires. The sun turned red because the blue part of the sunlight has a very short wavelength and can be blocked by dust particles but the redder part of the spectrum has a wide wavelength so it can pass around the dust particles. Although I know this, my superstitious side felt slightly concerned. My logical side had the last say.
I am Alan Booth, an ordinary British Man . I'm not one of the famous people that have the same name as me, just an ordinary guy. Welcome to my main blog, a true reliable record of history from the perspective of an ordinary man, a place filled with my thoughts; perhaps my thoughts will persist longer on here than in my brain itself. My twitter I.D. is @alspresso.
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