My husband and I once saw the aurora borealis together; it was coming down directly above us in every single color, filling the sky, continually dancing for hours. It was by far one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen in my life. I dearly hope to see it again someday.
Seems to me that there's just a wee bit too much Titanic porn floating (sic) about at the moment. World recession and a desire to live in times when the Toffs (according to Julian Fellowes) were decent chaps (as opposed to Cameron, Osborne & Johnson). What we need now, of course, is a decent war, none of that cowardly Johnny Foreigner stuff.