April 15, 2010
No Fly Zone
That's two strikes Iceland.
First, you wouldn't honour your debts, and now you have stopped Ranty returning to his home base.
Thanks very much.
Mrs Ranty is displeased as she had a pile of jobs for me to do this weekend. Instead, I am stuck in Tripoli where I can smoke where I want, eat at some fine restaurants, wander around the city safely whenever I li....oh wait. It's not bad at all. No CCTV, no Brown, no Cameron, no Clegg, no wall to wall coverage of the most boring general election in the history of general elections, no European interference every 4 yards.
Yes. I will shut up now.
If the Icelanders come to their senses and throw a couple of virgins into the volcano, that might just appease the gods. Please make sure that they are bankers or politicians. That would work. And even if it doesn't we will have ridded ourselves of some oxygen thieves. There's no downside. Crack on!
If the sacrifices are accepted, and the dust has gone, I will try to get home on Sunday.
If not, I shall wait longer.
I can live with the (now unfamiliar and long-forgotten) freedoms, and the sense of joy it brings.
I just never thought I would be thanking Colonel Muammar Qadaffi for that freedom.
It's a funny old world.