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:
tree down tower bus stop

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!

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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2 Responses to Rockin’ Bobbin’

  1. colinandray says:

    So glad to hear that you all survived that deep purple stuff! 🙂

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