Yesterday was difficult, with hurricane-force storms ravaging the North West, causing chaos on the roads and railways. I had a stressful drive home, encountering three roadblocks on the way, only to get home and find part of the garden fence blown away. Given it had been wobbling in the strong gusts we had a couple of weekends ago, and I had tried to secure it as best I could, it was not a great surprise to see that it had finally succumbed, though disappointing that it didn't put up more of a fight. So, all told, it was a stressful evening. I assembled a pizza for dinner to try to take my mind off things, but my heart wasn't really in it; which is unusual for me.
This morning, the back garden looked remarkable placid and tidy, other than for a lack of a few fence panels. Cat was intrigued at how easy it was to wander into next door's garden. Driving to work, the wreckage of the night's storms could be seen everywhere: twigs, branches, entire trees littering the roads. And they say more storms are on the way tomorrow, to test the resilience of what remains of the fence.
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