Revolutionary Rants

So far the weather has not proven to be quite as bad as we feared. I went to bed post-Lewis (yes, even that will stoop so low as to have a transgender killer - aren’t they statistically the least likely group to murder?!?) highly anxious. We were forecast 80mph wind gusts and 30mm of rain between 23:00 and 06:00. In Ireland such weather would mean very bad things like the power and telephone being out for days, gneral danger on the farm and on one occasion a collapsing barn (minutes after Dad left it) which killed a young nanny goat, Kuwait.

So, there was I, curled up next to Mr C and rather worrisome… Yet, when we woke up this morning it was fairly still outisde, if wet. It has continued in much the same vein so far, with it pouring during our morning walk, but not all that windy.  The south coast seems to have taken the worst of it, and Wales, but we seems strangely quiet thus far.

The weekend was likewise. On Friday Alex felt suffiently well that we headed out to Woolacombe beach, we let Ferris off and he ran around liek a mad thing after a bit of bamboo we found. Then we had a lovely warm coffee in the Red Barn looking out over the bay.

On Saturday we, and Ferris, awoke grumpy. We went in to town to get flea stuff, wormer and dog chews as well as a drill bit for Chicken. In the evening we watched our new Miyazaki purchase, The Castle of Cagliostro. It is one of his early films, having been realsed in 1979. It was a flop in Japan, and it does not have the magic of later Ghibli Miyazaki films, but it was still fin and had a lot of work that would shortly be seen again, to greater effect, in Laputa: Castle in the Sky. We also saw Inspector Wexford before bed called us.

We had a proper lie-in on Sunday and this did the trick, we both felt much happier! Chicken did alot of DIY, drilling from the extention/attached shed type thing in to the sitting room and putting wires through, before putting up a shelf on the other side to house his computers. I helped a little, blitzed the kitchen and cooked a roast dinner for Mr C. We also walked Ferris in between the showers that were on and off all day. Yesterday evening we saw Crufts and off course, Lewis, which Mr C even watches with me, which is rather nice.

Today, the working week is back…