I have never known the weather so windy. Last night both of us were wide awake at 3am listening to the wind shriek around the cottage walls. I was convinced that the slates would be whipped away in the storm and kept getting up to check on the village of hen houses in the field. The boulders I had placed on each coop seemed to have worked wall as when I went out at 7am, everything seemed intact., The cottage is over three hundred years old,, so I had to remind myself that it has probably survived alot worse
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