In spite of South Eastern trains clearly saying the night before the storm, that they wouldn’t be running trains from Sevenoaks until 9-10am the next morning, my optimistic OH set off for the station to catch the 07.31 train! Needless to say, he came back a little while later with a newspaper under his arm, casually trying to pretend that was all he’d gone out for in the first place.
Having been told by a SKY engineer that our chimney needed repointing, and that a strong wind catching the satellite dish might take the chimney off, I was a wee bit concerned as I lay in bed and listened to the crazy weather outside. However, I’m pleased to report the chimney remained where it was and thankfully we only had one broken fence panel to replace. A bit of a storm in a teacup really compared to the hurricanes over the pond. Although I know others suffered greatly so we consider ourselves very lucky to have got off so lightly.
Our village fireworks night ticked all the boxes – a very pretty lantern-lit parade up to the field where the bonfire was, some properly loud rockets, which I think made my ear drums cry slightly, toffee apples for the boys and some much needed mulled wine for the adults. Rather too much rain for my liking but it came late enough in the evening not to spoil anything.