Funny old world. Just writing about all this at the moment.
Morning one (daylight) I missed a bit on the final run in. But I thought this from a couple of folk who I interviewed might help?
"I thought the barrage would diminish as time went on but it just stayed the same, an intense firework display of white and red interweaving lines forming an impenetrable wall. It seemed like a solid mass."
"It was like driving through snow flurries in your car. The flakes come rushing towards you and, if you focus on one, at the last second it sweeps past the windscreen. But these exploding balls of bright light were not snowflakes!’