Sunset

An early bottle hunt this morning. After listening to the howling wind and the crash of wheelie bins falling over, came the tinkle of bottles making a bid for the great escape from the up-ended recycling bin. So at 4.30am  after the ferocious winds subsided, I could be found searching for the wayward bottles! Found several 50 yards away along the road, others hiding under cars and a few more as daylight broke. Some got away though.

A power cut in the early hours, wailing alarms and a day of high winds, the sky was at least bright with the sun setting behind the clouds.

A funny old day.