Blustery

No sleep - the house sounded  like it was about to fall into the sea and there was rain pouring through the windows. No sign of the wind abating so we left the dog with my Mum in Plympton and went shopping in Plymouth, followed by the obligatory ice-cream on Plymouth Hoe, where, shock horror, it was not raining. 

We are now back at my Mum’s for Sunday dinner and trying in vain to show them how to use Netflix; plucking up courage to drive back to hurricane house and another blustery night. The dog still hasn’t been on the beach......

Tomorrow we have a scheduled power cut all day - we will need a holiday to recover from this holiday.