After The Storm

It thundered and lightninged all night. Well, from about four o'clock anyway. Bright flashes that I could clearly see through closed eyes and head under the pillow.

Followed, at its closest four seconds later, by a cacophony of crashing and banging.

And it rained and rained and rained. By about 8:30 it was a distant rumble and by the time I ventured out with Buster, it had gone and the rain had very temporarily ceased.

I think the beach is even more beautiful in these conditions than in the sunshine.

Just as well as this weekend promises to be more of the same.

Time to relax and potter about the house and catch up on a couple of films I think.

Excellent!