After a couple of sunny and relatively warm days, I woke up yesterday morning to blustery weather. The skies were grey but no sign of the rain which had been forecast.
As the day wore on, the wind got stronger. I decided to pop down to the village to get vegetables. It's market day here on Monday. Although I use the term "market" loosely, as it just consists of two vegetable stalls, run by village women who compete with each other to get customers by shouting loudly and glaring at each other. I like to be fair, so I usually buy something from each stall. And I always end up buying more than I really need because these women are so persistent.
By the time I had reached home the wind had become gale force. It can be quite terrifying at the top of this hill. It feels so exposed. I let the dogs out into the garden to run around but poor little Poppy was almost blown off her feet so I had to rush out and rescue her.
The following hour or so had me running around the garden retrieving chairs, a table, shoes, and dustbin...all of which had been scooped up by the wind and blown off the balcony. The plastic pipe from the aircon unit on the roof had come adrift and was flapping about and crashing into the bedroom window. There is no way I intended to risk life and limb by going up onto the roof to secure it.
Temporary measures were called for and I found some washing line in a drawer which I used to tie the pipe from the roof onto the outside tap...the only secure object I could find. It's not ideal of course but it will have to do for now. Fortunately I had enough washing line to also tie the chairs, table and dustbin to the balcony railings to stop them being lost forever.
No sooner had I settled down indoors with a cup of coffee there was a terrific crashing and crunching noise from outside. Part of Mr A's carefully constructed wooden fence had been blown down with such a force that it had flown about 50 yards, crashing into the side of the house.
Then came the rain, viciously beating against the house .....water pouring in through most of the window frames. Within 10 minutes of placing towels underneath to mop up the water, they would become soaked and have to be replaced. Again, the sitting room carpet is saturated, and I have had to move furniture to one end of the room.
By the time darkness had descended, there was a terrific storm with thunder and lightening overhead. I rushed around disconnecting the modem and pretty much all things electrical. I needn't have bothered because 10 minutes later there was a powercut.
The dogs and I have been up all night. No lighting or heating. Every room in this house is wet or damp. Beki is terrified of thunder and is a nervous wreck. Me? I'm sick to death of it and would rather be anywhere else than here right now. A Caribbean beach would do nicely!
Finally the power came back on at 5.30am, after the storm had subsided. It's still dark outside and I am dreading daylight when I will be able to see the mess inside the house and outside that I will have to deal with.
Please let there be sunshine today to lift my mood and give me something cheerful to write about.
Edited to add. It's now 9.45am. The wind has dropped but now we have a hailstorm..damn great lumps of ice falling from the sky. Whatever next?