Thursday

I think we've escaped the worse of Storm Ciaran.

I slept through the heavy rain and wind last night. There are a few trees down and some localised flooding but nothing that prevented Hetty's walk this morning.

The woods are a quagmire so we walked into town instead. It rained on our way home.

The market relocated into the corn exchange and only the fishmonger remained in the market place. Probably because his stall is in a van.

Here is St Ceres watching over the town.