Sheffield catch ups & gale disasters

Sheffield didn't suffer the gale force winds that hit Trelawnyd last night, but it was a blustery night to go out in with Mike,John and Jane.
Mike's mum is poorly in hospital,so it was good to catch up with him,offer expensive beer and sympathy, and have a bit of a well needed laugh but laugh is something I always do with the three of them every time we meet up.
John as usual was on great form and regaled us with stories of a recent trip to Kathmandu.When on full flow his is more like Bette Bavis than Bette Davis actually was, and can "hold court" wonderfully for hours.
All Bar One as per.......service has gone off slightly which is a pity.


Came back to Wales early, and stopped at Ladybower at 8am to photograph the view which was dull but still incredibly pretty.and got back to Trelawnyd at 10am . The allotment had been "trashed" by the winds last night, and I was pissed off to see that my new feed shed had been ripped literally apart and scattered all over the graveyard with my feed buckets and smashed cloche's for company.Much of the electric fencing had been pulled around and several of the hens had escaped only to be rounded up by an irate Chris this morning.Even my warning sign up on the telephone pole had been ripped away!
The whole disaster was very upsetting! but the damage was nothing compared to the wood On Gop Hill, where several large trees had been uprooted and flung around like matchwood.
I took the dogs through the woods and it was lovely to lie down out of the wind and enjoy cloud watching, (even though Maddie insisted in sitting on my chest)