After a tearful prelude to bedtime and an understandable lack of sleep, I was heartened a little this morning to receive these photographs. You may think it strange of me, especially as you can see the utter devastation of the higher part of the sea wall, under the railway line, but that is my reasoning – the lower part of the wall is still intact. Hitherto I had imagined that whole sections of sea wall were completely gone and that the sea would erode the base of the cliff into which our terrace is built.

Chris remains in good spirits (maybe for my benefit) as he goes to bed. He feels safe and confident in our old house, and I have every confidence in his good judgement.

New storms are forecast for tomorrow… perhaps they will not be as bad as predicted. Please God that they will be little storms farther out to sea!