So the storm was rubbish. I was expecting some drama! The wind woke me up at 6 but it was pretty much over within the hour.

The transport sitch though - epic.

As it's half term and my only day off this week, I'd made plans to go Tateing with Mother Duck. In the end, we had to settle for a trip to Reading - I got the first train out (it arrived at 2pm) and she got a bus because the cancellations at Bracknell just kept going.



Coffees, photos, apples, chat, shops, socks.
And congratulatory hugs too - she's managed what I couldn't: getting to 365 entries without missing a day. Snaps for Mama B.