What a lovely display in the foyer.
Storm Amy certainly left a mark. I was glad to be "down South" where it was a lot less windy. There were winds of up to nearly 100mph in the Outer Hebrides (96 mph in Tiree). We just had a "bit of a gale" down in Powys, though with plenty of rain. I finally put the loungers away lest they become airborne, and watched the trees on the steep slope down to the Dingle thrash around in the wind. A good day to be indoors on Friday . . . I got organized and had torches, candles, matches etc all to hand, ate an early meal, had the central heating on for a bit in case of power cuts later and was glad to be able to watch the last of the film I'd been watching - Mary Shelley - and couldn't help but think what miserable lives those poor women trailing in the wake of Shelley and Byron must have led. Gosh, it was all about THEM and their desires, not about their women and familes. Romantic icons be damned!
Of course, there is always some prat who has managed NOT to check the forecast before setting out to climb a mountain on his own, in his shorts! Apparently, "the weather didn't look too bad" . . . until 86 mph winds trapped him near the summit of Tryfan in North Wales. . . I couldn't help but think perhaps he wasn't a good asset to the gene pool . . .
The storm abated overnight, and although I set the alarm for 5.30, I didn't set off till just before 7 a.m. as I wanted to drive in daylight. The main road was absolutely clear and I had a good drive through. Young Tom unloaded just about everything from the car for me - I just took in some very light things - and was soon set up. I was downstairs this time, next to old friends of ours, but have to say I got colder and colder as the day went on and was shivering by mid-afternoon. I was too mean to pay £2 (TWO POUNDS!) for a cup of tea. It didn't help that the front door was wide open (of course) and one of the middle doors and that just made our side a bit of a wind tunnel. I'm not sure if I had a bit of a reaction to my latest flu jab (though it's a dead vaccine) - or got a bug, as I was so cold yesterday, my shoulder really hurt from lunchtime onwards (not from lifting) and my lungs not feeling 100%. Today my legs are aching like I ran a marathon. In the night I woke twice with sweat trickling down my chest (though I could put that down to being jammed in the middle of a kitten-cat sandwich - they couldn't have gotten closer if they'd tried!) I would think it's a coincidence and I've picked up a bug in my travels last week as I've never had a reaction before and I've had the flu jab for many many years now, because of my chronic asthma.
My wee stand yesterday. I sold the usual amount of things (almost to the penny) but also something from Keith's side which will help the exchequer a bit.
Finally, Friday's home made bread rolls, using 8 grain flour. I had two for lunch yesterday with cheese.
Today Gabby's here, and perhaps Tam and Rosie though they have had a cold and Rosie not at her best, bless her. Gabby's doing the last of my NZ preparations for me.
I hope you're all having a good weekend.
I was JUST reading about Shelley and Byron; men just floating mindless through society leaving scores of women and children behind to die.
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