It had become rather windy and I had only gone up on the roof to tie down the table and the chairs, when I saw the fire in the sky. Dancing flames, a colour like lava from the nearby volcanoes of Etna, Vulcano and Stromboli.

It looked like the Northern Lights had come to Southern Europe. Which is a nice thing of them to do, because I haven’t been able to afford a trip to Norway yet.