Weather speaks with forked tongue

I wish I'd got up earlier to photograph this electrical storm. It was a good way of taking my mind off the air pressure headache. By the time I got around to it, it was nearly over.

Hamish didn't like it one bit. He was running around like a hamster in a hurricane.

10.30am update: Hamish has surface and is fine but asks me if I can arrange for that not to happen again! See extra