Storm Eowyn

I've never heard wind like it. The trees in the back garden were swaying from side to side. There was the occasional bang as bins fell over, but mostly, we got off lightly.

We treated it as a holiday, and we did odd jobs and tidied cupboards.

My teatime cocktail pal text to see if I wanted to postpone. Not a chance. These negronis were quite splendid. What's a holiday without a cocktail?