On Sunday, back from our trip to IKEA (100,000 people visited the new store in Murcia during the first five days), we set about our weekend cleaning and fettling tasks at home.
Though the day was bright and sunny there was a stiff breeze from quite early in the morning. By 3 .00pm in the afternoon the gusts were apparently reaching 120kph. Bits and bats were flying all over the place and our pool cover (the pool is actually an old irrigation tank) made from some black polythene sheeting did an Orville and Wilbur and made several short, aerial hops. I cut a lot of the plastic loose from one of our fences to stop it being blown over. One of the three guy wires that keep out TV aerial upright snapped at about 5.00pm and I had to go onto the roof to retrieve the flailing wire and tie it back onto something solid. The little "tin hat" on our chimney creaked, groaned and banged and the noises it made echoed down into the living room. All through the night I lay there, listening to the various bangs and clatters, waiting for the TV aerial to fall over and take the roof with it. But it didn't.
Monday was bright and sunny with a gentle breeze.