Rockin’ Bobbin’

We’re still here, safe and sound!
I have no idea what the wind gusts got up to, but it was pretty blowy and still is!
I’m glad Hubby is home though, and so is he. All three of us slept exceptionally well.

I took the dog out just after 7 this morning, walking her round the Avenue.
I was surprised as apart for the occasional thick twig lining the route, there appears to have been no storm damage, either there, in the marina or on the river.
As I look out of the window now, anything that was on a boat roof yesterday is still there, no-one has lost a canopy, cover or fender, and even the little dinghy in Basin 2 is still attached to its pontoon mooring the right way up, complete with its outboard motor.

It would appear elsewhere in the country hasn’t been so fortunate, trees down in Rugby, Worcester and Gloucester, a fallen tower in Birmingham, and a shop front took out a bus stop in Nottingham.
I got these images from the internet this morning:

I’m glad we’re no longer in the Cottage.
This is the kind of weather we both came to dread as our fence panels always took a beating.

We’ve been on the receiving end of several storms here, Bertha, Gonzalo, Rachel, and although Barney felt tough and macho as he raged around us, we weren’t really worried.
As Barney is all bluster (at the moment, rain is due to hit shortly), the water level on the river board is still in the green.
However, no-one in their right mind would take a boat out in this wind!