The garden furniture and wheelie bins were scattered all
over the shop, though, and at one point I saw a pane of glass fly past my
office window and heard it smash on the path. That’s the third pane the
greenhouse has lost this year. The birds were inconvenienced, too, because
their favourite feeding place is the top of the compost bin, and the lid kept
getting blown off. Fortunately, the storm abated sufficiently to allow feeding
to recommence about an hour before birdie bed time.
The most worrisome part was hearing large bits of arboreal
debris hitting the living room window with a succession of very loud bangs, but
it survived. And the two short power cuts were brilliantly timed, one coming at
lunchtime when I had food in the microwave, and the other about two hours later
while I was working on a spreadsheet. Typical, eh? As luck would have it, the
food was just about cooked and I’m an obsessive presser of ctrl-s while I’m
working on spreadsheets. Oh, and one of the bird feeders was down when I went
to collect it at dusk. I’ll have to sort that out tomorrow.
And this sort of thing is very educational, because it helps
you realise just how awful it must be living in a place where they have hurricanes
as a matter of course. I doubt they worry very much about wheelie bins or bird
feeders.
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