The Man and the Moon

Saw the whole of the moon* too. Or, at least, 91% of it - waxing gibbous it was, all over the top of the Ochil Hills. There's a lunar eclipse tomorrow and, if we pick up any of it, this'll be a nice vantage point just as it rises over the hills. It'll be in it's final moments so might not see much difference and, if there's clouds, we might not even see the moon. Keep an eye out to the north east near 4pm though.

Having spent the past half hour on the phone to an insurance company (20 minutes in a queue with tinkly music and what sounded like her off of the M&S food adverts popping up breathlessly every now and again to apologise or to say someone would be along soon) because they thought we were trying to pull a fast one on car insurance (minority apparently spoiling it for the majority, though, with some of the quotes we've had trying to add our new driver in the family to our policy I can understand why some people might chance it) followed by the inevitable long-winded sales spiel about how they can beat our price on roadside assistance, that I knew I wasn't even going to consider after a bad experience with them the last time we used them, but, because the call centre flunky was in his groove and didn't come up for air I didn't get a chance to say "Not a hope" until he'd hit the full stop at the end of his script.

Kind of like that last paragraph.

Could've been worse I suppose. Could've been a Meerkat with a fake accent on the other end.

*I wish something like that had happened when I was at school.

Some info on the eclipse (as seen based in Glasgow tomorrow)