… And We shall have Snow (according to the sixteenth-century rhyme).
In our case, however, it means our house blows away. We’ve had horrendous weather this week with record temperatures and howling winds.
Luckily I was out when the roof flew seventy-five metres up the yard (landing on the new workshop, damaging one corner of it and punching a gaping hole in the roof too) otherwise I may have been cleft in twain.
The house is in very poor shape and will most likely have to be demolished.
So, for the second time in ten months I will be without internet connectivity (I’m typing this on a thing called an ‘eye phone’), though this time I know not when I shall return to regular posting.