I grew up in the deepest rural Suffolk on a farm and I used to lie looking up at the stars for many hours on the old milk churn stand at the end of the farm track. There was no such thing as light pollution in the 50's and you were glad of the moon to light your way home after a hard days playing. One night we were amazed by the sight of a massive meteor that lit up the sky like lightening, from that very point onwards I was hooked on the night sky and used a pair of my fathers WW2 binoculars at every opportunity. At that point I suppose I could name maybe half a dozen or so constellations, but more importantly was that they were up there to look at night after night....maybe the weather was better back then!
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