Last night, at 22.00, the authorities opened up British airspace once again. I was slightly amused by the fact that a British Airways 747 full of passengers from Vancouver landed at London Heathrow Airport at 22.01. It couldn't have taken them long to enter British airspace, cross the whole width of the country and descend and land at the airport.
So, this seems to be the end of the airport closures for now. It hasn't taken long for the demented British media to try to find someone to blame for all the uncertainty; the government, the safety professionals, Iceland itself, other frozen food outlets, the Eyjafjallajokull volcano in particular, eighteen year olds in general. The truth of the matter is that everyone has done exactly what they were supposed to do and would have been roundly criticised if they hadn't. And you can't blame a volcano for doing what comes naturally to it. My point is that, for once, there is no-one or nothing to blame. Of course, the media doesn't like a situation like that because it then doesn't have anyone to pick on.
For the past few days I have left the house in the morning, looked up and seen nothing but clear blue sky. This morning it was criss-crossed with vapour trails like a noughts and crosses grid. I could count five aircraft moving rapidly through the sky in various directions and the distant drone was back. Normality resumes quite quickly.
KLM will be resuming their short-haul flights to and from the UK tomorrow and settling back in to routine in the subsequent day or so. They have already started flying regularly between Amsterdam and Zurich, so it looks like I can relax and prepare to fly on Sunday. So, Switzerland, I hope you're ready!