Wind!

Those of you familiar with the old ‘Fawlty Towers’ classic in which John Cleese takes a branch to his errant, non starting motor car will appreciate the title of the picture accompanying today’s musings . For those of you who aren’t, believe me , it’s a classic, it portrays the eccentricity of the British and, sadly, the quality of some of our engineering of the time.

Today we are well and truly suffering with the wind, if you’ll excuse the phrase. It blew in yesterday afternoon as forecast , accompanied by some very heavy showers and it’s continued to try and blow itself out this morning. So far, it seems to have failed miserably and the trees and hedgerows, all of which are heavy in leaf, are taking a prodigious battering, they are having a ‘damned good thrashing’! At the moment we seem to have been lucky , here at least, there doesn’t seem to be too much, if any, damage as yet. No doubt there will be some poor unfortunates elsewhere.

My early morning Saturday stroll along the old track bed was a quiet affair, the weather seemed to have discouraged the dog walkers, cyclists and other fellow strollers, unsurprisingly. That said, the weathermen have said that despite the high winds there’s every chance of a relatively fine day and so no doubt the hardy souls who normally frequent the trailway may surface later in the day. They may have to pick their way around and over the limbs and spars of broken trees but at least they’ll be able to do it in the dry. For myself, my wanderings are done for the day, getting up and out relatively early is always a bonus, too much human contact isn’t always an entirely advantageous thing!