19th March 2013- Chernobyl

Roy and I have just returned from a trip to Chernobyl where we were invited by the Hamas anti-cruelty league to view the flora & fauna 'post nuclear devastation', all part of that administration's anti-nuclear war drive in the Middle East. Our Palestine Airlines pilot turned off the engines of our Dreamliner with his one good arm as we glided gracefully over the ghost city. It was an effort much appreciated by all as we lauded his acumen of averting any chance of spontaneous combustion from the plane's now infamous lithium batteries as we descended to shallower climes for better viewing over the slightly combustible & highly radioactive atmosphere of the nuclear microcosm that was once the thriving, not to mention healthy, city of Russia's premier nuclear power provider. As we looked out of the windows of our super light, & occasionally incendiary, composite aircraft, we waved somewhat forlornly, albeit in unison, at the five legged cats that now stroll along the deserted boulevards in bemused ignorance of what they have since become, stellar freaks of the post nuclear meltdown that was the disaster of Chernobyl.