Poor Iceland can’t get a break. It’s bad enough every man woman and child in the country is hock to Britain and Denmark for the next eight years, now the southern half of island is erupting in volcanic fury. You had a good run for nigh o’er thousand years, my dear Vikings. It’s time to vacant the joint for new climes and hand over the keys to some other sucker. Google, your new headquarters at the top of the world, only 5.3 billion smackeroos.