Roof ridges take flight

On Friday evening, after the power had gone off, there was a loud ominous rumble in Saturday’s morning light we saw that our roof ridge slates had slithered down, some smashing on the ground and these ones gathered precariously over our downstairs’ neighbours’ front ( only) door. A lucky escape for them and their car - while we wait for roofers, they are remembering not to slam their door.