Thank bumfoolery the tempest finally abated. After a couple of weeks nearly of pissing rain and howling winds I was starting to think of moving back home to Shetland in search of some nicer weather, but today at least things calmed right down, and that’s just great.
All you can hear around Capb/Hoss at the mo is the sound of chainsaws whirring in anger. BBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! all day long. That’s the sound of boucherons trying to liberate the good people’s homes, motors and lawns from the weight of soggy pine trees. There are fallen trees everywhere and the electricity in some parts still aint been switched back on.
Another good reason for not leaving your quiver in your ride?
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