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this is where the blog for july is:
This is Neil Brough living and working in a harsh environment. The story of an atmospheric chemist at a desolate and remote station named Halley in the antarctic. Only now in the Arctic at 10000ft at Summit Greenland.


Just some of the films on show on a film day. The whole day is dedicated to films, oh what fun...popcorn, lemonade and sweets on sale in between the shows.
This is a time when all of the bases on the Antarctic share midwinter greetings and messages. There is also a 30 minute BBC world service midwinter broadcast for all of the BAS bases delivering midwinter greetings from family and friends along with a music selection from each base. It is a turning point for those staying for the year, a mark thats been reached and passed. The warm weather and light nights will soon be arriving, or at least that is what we make ourselves believe. A nice happy shot of the group in front of the bar just before the meal.
Champagne and h'dourves for starting the evening. The food is only just beginning. There were about nine courses, all absolutely tingling the taste buds. A few people but on a few kilos over the week, shown in the weight watchers club. James, jules and chris are behind the bar guarding the rich pickings.




Gliding, glittering, greens, gracing the blanket sky,
Growing, grafting, grounding the night air, -32 just hue,
The dancing veil covers the sky,
Jupiter and its mooning children are hidden for a brief time,
captured in the misty green veil that flows aloft like smoke in a breeze,
hidden like birds in the trees.
Eternity beckons, earth comes a calling, the telephone rings and the dancing begins,
The shepards sit upon a burning bush, fire rages, earthquakes abandoned,
the sky is alight by the dazzling witch,
who covers the sky in the most translucent mist,
Gathering up her web of decite,
she blinds the mind in veil of kind,
The cold is forgotten, the trumphet blares,
the sound dimishes and the veil declares,
I am the goddess and show my might,
I come here to wander and to take your sight,
I fell in love, captured with awe, for the dancing veil has come once more.
It leaves me gasping, dying for breath, I feel its pull, its shudder its test,
Amorous, lofty, high up above,
This night of shadows and dances alone,
has extended the lease to all of my bones,
we dance when merry and sing out a tune
we love to play in the glare of the moon,
the winter gets deeper, the temperatures drop,
and the dance of the veil will it never stop.
A magnificent dance, a piece of class,
Next to the laws and under the masts,
Above the caslab and around the Piggott,

