We get amazing stars here because it’s so dark. There is almost no light pollution other than an odd car passing or our next-door neighbour’s completely pointless and invasive constantly illuminated house, whether they are there or not. They go away for days at a time leaving their lights blazing and their heating system pumping out heat and toxic fumes. It must cost them a small fortune in fuel bills. Anyway, their light pollution doesn’t affect our night vision in our field, where we can see the stars beautifully…

I had never realised that you can see the milky way until we lived here and DM started to get interested in astronomy. It’s beautiful. Now I can confidently tell the difference between a shooting star and a satellite…or even the international space station.

I think that this shot looks a lot like the milky way, even though it is, in fact, a grab shot of the TV in a bizarre moment in our time-shift TV evening. Why timeshift TV? Because we can’t get home, get the dogs exercised and our evening chores done before a 6pm kick off so we tape the match then watch it when we can get time to sit down after the aforementioned as well as building and setting the fire, putting out the bins etc.

Tonight we watched five or six minutes of the game before the lights in the stadium went out – this is the result, a few thousand bright sparks with their mobile phone torches.In a moment of rare lucidity, I thought “here is my opportunity for a photo” – and here it is. It’s a shame the Spurs didn’t show any spark.