The weather has been stormy since Thursday night. It arrived at 9pm and rattled and shook the wee house for most of the night.
Luckily this time we were in the far North of the area given a Yellow Warning-the South of England has really been hit and plenty of places between here and there as well.
Most ferries here were cancelled including the one to Ireland from Stranraer.
We postponed going out today until we had to, dashing from car to shop, getting nicely wet in Ayr. The heavy rain returned as I made supper and now at 9pm we're by the woodstove where the kettle has been sitting and complaining that its too warm...cue to make a cuppa! Which The Pirate, being a gentleman, duly did.
The Pirate, on pretence of packing a bag, has been sorting his wardrobe...I know it needs doing, but right now???? He has made the unfortunate discovery about his treatment.....although it affects muscle tone, and you lose bulk......you gain weight on your stomach.....next size up trouser waist required....that'll give him something to aim for!! An exercise regime in in planning.
His treatment also makes him a bit grouchy at times, so he must learn to stop.....count to ten....step back and say...I don't need to get annoyed about this! Something we should all do, perhaps?
The storms are forecast to abate gradually tomorrow...I just hope they are right!!