Beacon

I went out, a moment ago, to try and spot the Jubilee beacon ablaze on the nearby hill. It was difficult to know for sure: the hill is about 5 miles away, and can only just be glimpsed between the houses around the corner when the wind is in the right direction. And there were other lights on the horizon (possibly illuminated sheep)  to confuse me. I clambered up to the summit this afternoon, hoping to witness frenzied beacon preparations, but there was nothing to be seen. Perhaps modern beacon construction has reached such heights of professionalism that the things can be thrown together at a moment's notice when required. Or that I was on the wrong hill.