Wiley fellows, those Hamas guys.  Here I was waiting for a rocket at our friends’ house, saying “I’ll leave AFTER the next barrage,” and it didn’t come.  And we went home – went to sleep dressed and ready – and it didn’t come.  So after a night like that we had to take a nap the next afternoon – and the siren goes off.

And of course Ezi has to take pictures – four rockets shot down over our heads.

He takes good pictures, you’ve got to admit it.