Good morning all from a chilly Lancashire coast.
My neighbours tree has fallen into the back of my garden, bringing down the fence and landing on the white frame gazebo. It’s far enough away at the back to put it out of mind at the moment. One of her other trees went over into another neighbours garden, so she has been unlucky. I’m glad my huge pine tree outside my kitchen window braved the blast.
I’m meeting a friend for lunch in the city, so a train ride and a wonder what to wear. The instinct is to go nowhere but must be resisted. He wanted to come here for a visit and stay overnight, but I like a change and am getting over my head cold and visitors are more bother.
Lovely photographs and I will read through tonight.