Party's over

It was the sort of sound a Foley artist would be proud of. The couple lying in bed hear the crack and tingle of glass breaking. He gets up and quickly pulls on some clothes and goes to investigate only to find .... (fade out VT, fade in title credits and faint bleeping of theme tune intro).

But it was only the wind taking a slate off the roof and using it to smash a little pane of glass in the kitchen window. A quick survey of the estate revealed a total of three slates down, three panes of glass from the greenhouse blown out and the perspex cupola on the kids' playhouse blown off. Otherwise fine. But not a day for venturing far from a source of heat. The kids sat in the kitchen drawing and making rockets from plastic bottles. I spent my time cartoonifying Ellen as a spaceman attached to her plastic bottle rocket, as a deep sea diver and just as Ellen.

Back to work tomorrow. My bike is all ready to go. Don't think I am.