Clarity

After being out so long and for so late last night at the local firework festivities, I was quite tired and dragged myself out of my nest in the early hours of this afternoon to see some quite spectacular rain and wind. Being deranged, I suggested to Ian that we drive down to the coast with blankets, biscuits, flask of hot Horlicks and cameras and get as close to the seafront as possible as I had an inkling that it might be quite wild down there. And so it was.



I'm taking anti-claustrophobic photos at the moment as it's that time of year and I'm obsessed with the sky, but you can see the waves and the tiny shore on the left, so you can see how close to the sea we were! The car was rocking on its wheels and the rain was lashing down. Can you guess what happened? Ian went off to collect stones to tumble, and I curled up in a huge fleece blanket, listened to music, wiped the rain off the windscreen periodically and ran the fan heater occasionally. For three hours.

Hmmmm. Have you guessed yet? Ian came back eventually, soaking wet, and warmed up whilst darkness fell and the rain came down harder. When it was pitch black and we couldn't see a thing any more we decided to start home and I turned the ignition. Click click click click. Ah. Click click click click. It's times like these that you really don't want to discover that you don't have any signal on your mobile.

But I did, and the AA man arrived and jump-started my car and it all ended Happily Ever After. Whew.