News from home comes from Chris, my weatherman husband on the spot. (I always had a feeling that his great interest, bordering on slight obsession, with meteorology would come in useful one day!)

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Well, we seemed to have survived yet another assault here in the South West – today’s storm tipped the scales at 85 mph, lots of structural damage around the place, but not here on the coast, as it happens.  It’s died down now, but moved on to Wales and the North West, where the News tells us the wind increased to hurricane force – 120 mph on the Lleyn Peninsula in North Wales – and debris flying all over the place in Blackpool and, I dare say, Sykes-land (our friends live in the Lake District).  State of Emergency declared, and unprecedented flood in places that don’t usually flood.  When will it all end?  Not yet, apparently, because we have yet another big storm heading in to hit us here in the South West on the weekend.  Oh what a beautiful morning etc etc.

Anyway, we’re still okay here, I’m glad to say, and tomorrow is expected to be quieter.  I won’t bore you with any more tiresome weather news, Darling, but, of course, it’s all rather on everyone’s mind here in Old Blighty – or was it Old Frighty?!

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I didn’t think it was too boring. You can tell he is a closet weatherman though – can’t you?