Waiting !
The start ! We had stood on Broughton Bridge for well over an hour, infact we sat as I had taken garden chairs with us thinking it might be a long haul stay.....good thinking. We had a flask and biscuits so we were all set. Lots of people arrived and the bridge soon filled up with eager sky watchers. It seemed to take an age for the sun to go down and then even longer for it to get dark. Grateful that we had an expert in the crowd who had set his camera up for the nightime colours and after dark he was calling out colours which, at first were invisible to the naked eye. But the sky appeared to be moving and shades of pink became visible. Then it got brighter and brighter. And then oh my goodness, words cannot describe the sky. One of life's precious moments and I hope one day that it is repeated, who knows !
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