So I turned my lights out and went outside hoping to see a brilliant sky. Instead I saw lights. I was the only dark house on my street.
Anyone else have a comment?

I fared a bit better, Sins.
The girls and I turned off all our lights and the telly and conversed by the light of a candle. I have only one neighbour whose lights would be visible and they were away so the landscape was dark and the stars, normally brilliant, had extra sparkle. The nearest town is about 20km east and normally casts a glow in the sky over that part of the horizon but there was only the faintest wisp of a glow during Earth Hour.

And after the Hour, we all went to bed, ready to rise early for Market Sunday.

Very pleasant.

Cheers, Rowan