Auckland yesterday offered itself in beauty. Twilight was eerily sepia toned. Slipping out from under The Quad stairs, I noticed Rod Serling, who said “I put it to you that freak atmospheric conditions in conjuncture with convenient positioning of the Sun created a brief zone of illusion - a zone very much like The Twilight Zone“. I said, You’re probably right. As we sat stoned while the credits rolled I remarked that someone must have got laid in Heaven tonight for the sky to produce such beautiful afterglow.