This post of Merril’s: https://merrildsmith.wordpress.com/2022/10/31/folktober-challenge-day-31/ and mine of https://derrickjknight.com/2014/10/06/the-uses-of-enchantment/ were both brought to mind by the night of howling gales we have just experienced on such an apt date.
Although the heavy rain had temporarily given way to a spell of sunshine allowing me to be buffeted around the garden shortly before lunch as I inspected the damage, the gales continued throughout the unseasonably warm day.
We are in a direct line from the Needles of the Isle of Wight, where gusts of 115 m.p.h. were recorded.
Numerous chairs and parasols;
plant pots and their stands;
and various owls had been toppled.
Lady Emma Hamilton had been neatly beheaded, seemingly with one sharp blow.
This evening we dined on Jackie’s chicken jalfrezi, pilau rice, and vegetable samosas, with which she drank Hoegaarden and I drank more of the Côtes du Rhône.