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There were gales yesterday, hitting their worst last night. Our fence came down, the drainpipes blown off, the outside pipe from the downstairs toilet is broken and the big greenhouse door is probably somewhere over the north sea. Most things had been tied down when it stared getting bad, including the fence, but going to bed we were watching it from the bedroom window and it was obvious no way was the thing going to stay up. And it didn't, but of course it collapsed outwards blocking the path instead of into the garden, which meant going out and dragging it out of the way.

A neighbour and the FiL have been fixing the fence today, but haven't put the planks on yet as it's still really windy. Which worries me as past experience shows that some people think nothing of walking into our garden and taking stuff. Still, compared to some people this is minor damage so I'm not complaining too much. ( expect when I have to stand in the garden making sure Tex doesn't get out of the garden, then I complain to myself, very much so. )

I also have another cold which displeases me. I'm having to blow my nose so much I'm afraid it's going to burst into flames due to friction. Also having day dreams about tissues that come with balm. However, tonight James and Corey went to Scout Camp for two days. It's just me and the dog, cats and fish. A fuzzy red blanket, big mug of coffee and the only person to look after is me. There aren't enough hearts in the world.