Cold, wet and windy – as expected. The fences are still up (touch wood) but sounds of a chainsaw at 6am suggests at least one tree downed over night. It’s far too ‘blegh’ for me to go and see what and where, though, I can see from here that the squirrel’s tree (large chestnut) is still standing. 🙂
Day after day of Sunshine and showers = half-expecting to see machete-wielding Lara Croft in the back garden searching for Lost Temple of Aztecs . . .