Elizabeth Bowen's rather jaundiced view...with which I disagree.
The Bad Fate.
I really wanted to listen to Dixon of Dock Green on the radio, between 1.30 and 2 in the afternoon. I scheduled my work so that it would be lunchtime for me. At 1.29, there I was seated at the kitchen table, lunch in front of me, radio tuned and BAM...there was a powercut, which lasted until 2.03.
The night before, I'd been discussing my bucket list - all the things I want to do before I die. Right at the top of that list, I told everyone, is to see the Northern Lights. Further down the list is to run marathons and half marathons again.
I logged on to my computer. There, on my home page was an advert for the:
Polar Night Halfmarathon
"The Polar Night Half-marathon takes place in Tromsø on Saturday January 7th 2012. At this time of the winter the sun is completely absent from the Tromsø sky, and the only visible sources of light are the moon and the occasional northern lights. This is a race where the runners face the challenge of icy snow and biting cold, as well as the race itself. Are you up for it? Welcome to an exceptional experience. Welcome to the Polar Night Half-marathon in Tromsø."
I SO want to do this...