All was quiet and still early this morning. Storm Eunice had passed on and the sun shone.
We began by shopping at Tesco. After half an hour the skies darkened, the wind speed rose seemingly faster than the predicted 46 m.p. h., and heavy rain steadily descended throughout our subsequent forest drive.
A team must have been on standby to carry out the amount of early clearing up that was in evidence.
A fallen tree on Silver Street had brought down a telephone line which stretched along the verge and across the road. Everyone drove over the cable on the tarmac. Open Reach engineers were in evidence throughout the day.
Broken branch debris, like this on Agars Lane and along Brockenhurst Road remained scattered.
Some fallen limbs, such as these either side of Silver Street and Brockenhurst Road had clearly traversed the thoroughfares.
On the corner of Silver Street beside the bank of snowdrops at Congleton,
lay a burgeoning branch ripped from a tree that was nowhere in sight.
Trees had fallen in South Sway Lane;
and in Mead End Road.
This fallen and sawn tree along Brockenhurst Road had already been well chewed by an ungulate, but I don’t think that is what brought it down.
These smaller branches were nearby.
As we kept our eyes open for fresh fallen trees we remembered our childhood searches for used fireworks along London streets the morning after bonfire night. Chris and I simply salivated over them as we sorted and graded the empty shells; Jackie and her sisters had scraped out powder residue and attempted to light it on the open fire.
The rain kept up into the afternoon. When I woke up after dozing with my hand on the mouse the sun shone once more and the wind had lessened, enabling me to photograph
scenes of the garden from above, showing that we had come off quite lightly really.
Today’s sunset was much more cheerful than that of yesterday, although when walking down to the back drive to find these shots I did discover
a displaced section of fallen fencing fortunately not our responsibility.
Elizabeth is experiencing a lengthy power cut so she came to our house to warm up and have dinner which consisted of more of yesterday’s with more chicken and more rice and tender green beans with which Jackie drank Hoegaarden and Elizabeth and I drank Azinhaga de Ouro Reserva 2019.
Later my sister discovered that the problem would not be fixed until tomorrow. Fortunately she had brought her pyjamas just in case.
