All quiet on the northern front...

Every day we pretend we open the Sydney papers (by logging on the www.smh.com.au) to be informed of what is happening in the world. Today is no different, and so we were enlightened by the news that we are presently in the 'grip of terror".

Alex did some baking for church supper this evening (!), but surely that's not the cause of the alleged terror. (You may disagree—especially if you realise that after baking, the next logical step for her are Liberty-print frocks. That's classified as HORROR.)

Well, looking out our window everything seems very calm to us...



... but we thought that we should be responsible and educated residents and thus checked www.bbc.co.uk.
There is a murmur of trouble with foiled bombings, but there is a much more significant issue at hand according to one of the leading stories on the website:

"Thorntons (confectioners) has been banned from selling rum and raisin ice cream to kids because of its alcohol content. "

(Apparently It would take 26 cones of the ol' rum 'n' stuff to equal one pint of lager. Not a real threat in my guess.)

No need to panic. On either account.

PS. That's an aerial photo of where we are near Boringstoke. We are the ones waving in the middle-ground.