Safe landing

Had quite a flight yesterday. A bumpy descent through the low clouds which had my palms quite sweaty. It felt like we were simply hurtling towards the ground. I even put down the paper so I could concentrate fully on proceedings. 

It seems much more likely to me that a crash would occur if I were blithely reading a paper rather than staring out the window waiting for a crash to occur. Thus I influenced the matter and we appeared from the black clouds worryingly close to the ground.

Then we landed gently,  like a feather on the breath of God.