Gonzalo – I am glad this is just the aftermath and not the real thing. Not a day for venturing far, in fact we just battened down the hatches, stoked up the stove and experienced being knocked hard against the concrete edge of our mooring in the strong gusts from time to time, unable to see out of the steamed up and rain spattered windows. We got round to doing all those inside jobs that we haven’t done while the weather has been nice… oh and lots of knitting.
Even Max wasn’t keen to venture out. He did stick his nose out of the side hatch to look at the waves on the canal and to feel the wind through his ears, in between the hailstones, but soon resigned himself to a short walk and a long sleep in front of the fire.