Storms

I`d rather be outside than in in a thunderstorm. When we only had 2 children (a very long time ago!), there was a terrible thunderstorm, lashings of rain, I wrapped them both up, plonked them in the twin pushchair, and walked the mile and a half to my mother-in-law`s house...........only to find that she`d gone out! One of my sisters-in-law turned up at the same time, so with her help, we took a bus back to her house to dry out.

At my most fearful, I spent the duration of one storm in a sleeping bag in the 'under the stairs cupboard' with a bottle of sherry....... the family continue to dine out on this story.
Then I went back to teaching and had to hide my fear lest the children became frightened too.
I drove thro the most recent storm and actually enjoyed the experience, spectacular lightning, safe in my Faraday's cage!
The local news, next day, reported a month's rainfall in a night.

By the way, my grandma used to talk about thunderbolts, described them as a ball of fire, said one came rolling down her stairs, they opened the door and it went outside.............but I think she might have been pulling my leg!

A few years ago, we had a very violent thunderstorm, after one lightening flash, the router blew up, there was an almighty bang, and a bright orange flash on the wall just outside the window. Scared me and my daughter, and cost us a new router.