Storm Babet

Having postponed our journey home we spent the day in the flat, only very briefly venturing out to get milk. This was the view down Emerald Street to the sea. It looked wild and was very wet so I didn't even walk to the bottom of the street. We did go out in the evening for a second meal in the same restaurant as last night - a chance to try something different on the menu. And then back to J's house for one more evening of chat. My nephew C was engrossed in a new computer game although we did see him briefly.