A week off is long enough, I feel, so here's a few things I have noted down in the past 7 days, even though I haven't been posting:
Not gonna revisit my old chestnut about Things Being Given Stupid Names, but I'd like to point out we've had three storms in a week, according to the Met Office, even though it could be argued that it's just been windy constantly.
The fear-mongering over the incoming Storm Eunice was far worse than the weather itself was. There may be a time when British people realise that the British media overhypes everything to make sure you live in constant anxiety and feel compelled to keep glued to their output, but I doubt it.
Suffolk was hit as bad as anyone (apart from Cornwall, perhaps) and we had some interesting damage to our sites. No-one got blown out to sea, and the trees that fell kindly missed all the caravans, but we've still got plenty of clearing up to do. Not today though, coz it's still really gusty here.
I have challenged myself to swim in the sea every month of this year. Managed it on my birthday in January, and now I have my Winter wetsuit there really is no excuse not to plunge more regularly. Not today though, coz it's still really gusty here.
I got up to watch the women's curling final yesterday and it was brilliant. But if I had to hear the word 'journey' mentioned one more time I would have bought a curling stone and dropped it onto BBC HQ from a helicopter. We can enjoy the sport, and appreciate the efforts of those involved, without having their entire back story rammed down our throats constantly like we're reading their Facebook timeline.
I have used the word 'constantly' too many times in this posting. I shall punish myself by eating a large caramel crumble cake.
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