Last night we had a Lunar Eclipse. The alarm clock rang at 3:45 a.m., and we went to the window to watch the moon entering slowly the Earth’s shadow. Then, about 5 in the morning it went blood red, and at the time I usually get up the moon looked like a biscuit of which someone had bitten off a tiny piece.
BBC 1 called it a „blood moon“ (!) – haven’t we watched the news at nine the night before, we had never known of it.