Volcanic interruption

My son believes he has supernatural powers. He's been walking around the house with arms outstretched, fingers splayed — an intense look on his face.

Why?

He believes he caused that volcano to spew out a huge cloud of ash, causing air-traffic mayhem.

My parents had been visiting over Easter. A few days before they were due to leave, my son said, "Grandma, I hope your plane is cancelled so that you don't have to go home. I want you to stay forever!"

To me, it already felt as if they had been there forever. But it was nice that the boy was fond of his grandparents.

I broke the good news to him. "Your wish has come true. Grandma's flight is probably going to be cancelled because of a volcano erupting in Iceland."

My son told his dad last night: "I said to Grandma, 'I hope your plane is cancelled,' and just at that moment the volcano interrupted!"

And he wasn't wrong. It interrupted a Scottish man's plans for a stag weekend. But at least he found a way to vent his frustration:

And somebody else set it to music. So you see, every cloud...