As I said, it went chilly. There wasn't much wind in any case that morning. To be honest, the event was so visually overwhelming that we didn't really notice the breeze. We were dead lucky, up there on Bodmin Moor. Patrick Moore was down the road in Falmouth and was completely clouded out. We thought we were doomed, but there was a miraculous parting of the clouds for just a few minutes after 11. I don't think that anyone else other than us on Sharp Tor saw totality from the ground. It was the second most brilliant moment of my life. No way am I ever going to tell you what numero uno was but it may have been a little more earthbound...