It is early in the morning here, the wind has awakened me from my slumber, I have not heard wind like this for a very long time. It is screaming across roof tops and whistling through the key hole in the backdoor, tin cans, bottles and other debris can be heard tumbling and rolling down the avenue. No sound yet of breaking glass.
This is a wicked wind and is sure to cause major structural damage to many properties, i hope my fence out back withstands this onslaught, not to mention the greenhouse.
The wind chime that hangs from the boa outback is manically making it’s music, far of in the distance i hear the alarm of a police car, or is it a ambulance. Dogs are barking , disturbed and fretful from the sounds of clatter.
No doubt we shall now be blasted by the media with dramatic images of the winds destructive powers, overturned lorries on the motorway, trees blown down across roads and rooftops that have completely disappeared.
I shall have to wait till dawn to see what damage has been inflicted by this most vicious wind, but until then I am of back to my bed.
I am happy I don’t live in the hurricane belt.
It is now 9am. I managed to get a couple of hours sleep, well tossing and turning to the rhythm of the howling wind, if that can be classed as sleep. The cold light of day has revealed the horrible truth, my neighbors fence has all but completely collapsed. He will not be a happy man today. The sad thing for him is, he only erected it 6 months ago.
The sad thing for me is, my greenhouse did not escape the effects of the gale. 😦
Sack it, I’m going back to bed !!!