We had sheets of corrugated iron flung about, some still linked by the wooden slats. 2 landed between the annex and the garage. 6 landed in one piece in the middle of the plot and several more, with a beam still attached, wrapped themselves over an unsuspecting laurel.
Another beam was rolled and spun along the edge of our annex, trimming all the overhanging edges of the terracotta roof tiles.
Vendée - 20kms from Atlantic coast.
"The price good men (and women) pay for indifference to public affairs is to be ruled by evil men (and women)."
In the great storm (the hurricane that Michael Fish said wasn't coming). A chap I worked with, lost a 12 ft run of feather edge fencing from his garden. He never found a trace of it, it in spite of searching the local area and enquiring extensively.
I remember that storm. We were living in Harrow and slept right thru it and woke up late cos the leccy had been off so the alarm clock/radio didn't go off. Only noticed there'd been an "event" when we couldn't get past downed trees to get to work.
Vendée - 20kms from Atlantic coast.
"The price good men (and women) pay for indifference to public affairs is to be ruled by evil men (and women)."
In the great storm (the hurricane that Michael Fish said wasn't coming). A chap I worked with, lost a 12 ft run of feather edge fencing from his garden. He never found a trace of it, it in spite of searching the local area and enquiring extensively.
Maybe a neighbour ended up with a fence with non matching panels :-) "Nah, not me guv. I ain't seen nuffing. My fence has always been like that"
I remember that storm. We were living in Harrow and slept right thru it and woke up late cos the leccy had been off so the alarm clock/radio didn't go off. Only noticed there'd been an "event" when we couldn't get past downed trees to get to work.
Just up the road from where my cousin lived in Scotland a whole row of Lombardy Poplars had fallen like dominoes with the first hitting the second, and so on. Only the final one remained standing fully upright.
Youngest son disabled, got a "back to work" assesment thing today, between 3.30 and 4.30, he has been so stressed since receiving their letter, not eating or sleeping, hasn't been able to work for nearly 20 years. It was going to be a 3 way call (I am his official carer) he rang 4.45 in terrible state, they rang him (it's some private firm) said because of the pandemic their workforce haven't turned up,k they couldn't do the assesment, oh the irony!!!
I had a student paralysed from the waist down and losing his sight. He was terrified that he would lose his ground floor flat after an assessment. Apart from the fact that outside contractors could make a bit of money out of doing the assessment, there was no reason to put him through this mental cruelty.
B,,3,, it's bloody disgusting,I have seen TV programs where blind people have been told that they can learn to type, they were meant to have me on the call
It’s the outsourcing to companies that have no understanding of what they’re doing that’s the main problem.
My young friend ... a full time wheelchair user with cerebral palsy, learning disabilities and severe and uncontrollable epilepsy, who had been in Special schools all her life, was asked what she was good at ... she said she was good at cookery lessons at school.
Her experience of ‘cookery’ was learning to make herself a sandwich with sliced bread and packet ham ... and stuff like that ... and only with assistance!
She was told to apply for employment in restaurant kitchens.
This was after a 100+ miles round trip in a wheelchair taxi because all the local assessment offices were upstairs in buildings without lifts. I kid you not! 😡.
This was however about 15 years ago and it was my job to jump up and down and get things changed ... and I did, in this region at least.
Sadly a couple of years later she died from a severe epileptic seizure.
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
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Another beam was rolled and spun along the edge of our annex, trimming all the overhanging edges of the terracotta roof tiles.
Maybe a neighbour ended up with a fence with non matching panels :-) "Nah, not me guv. I ain't seen nuffing. My fence has always been like that"
Just up the road from where my cousin lived in Scotland a whole row of Lombardy Poplars had fallen like dominoes with the first hitting the second, and so on. Only the final one remained standing fully upright.
Her experience of ‘cookery’ was learning to make herself a sandwich with sliced bread and packet ham ... and stuff like that ... and only with assistance!
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.