Surviving Gloria . . .

. . . just. The framework and screening of our top terrace has been completely destroyed by storm Gloria. I was a drowned rat when I got home from the business school tonight . . . taxi firms were not sending out cars and there were long storm-swept walks to and from the relevant bus stops . . . one anorak soaked. The other went the same way as I cleared fallen leaves from our drains on the three levels of our house. Any one blocked drain will result in a flood somewhere! No restocked cupboards given the storm after six weeks away meant we got wet again getting to La Perla. Here's a shot of Dd with the storm outside.