I'm losing focus....

Expecting a forecast benign morning we were woken by the roar of the wind and the house rattling. I had to put my shoulder to the bedroom door to get out.  South – south-east Force 7 as a loosener.  A quick canter across to Birsay for lunch with Katy.  Then on to see David where his advisor told us he was across in the Parish of Orphir.  Not so draughty on the west coast.  My new axe came home and a knitted hat.

Preparing for my second night out in a row.  Must have a lie-down and a choc ice to prepare.