Thursday 31st December 2015

Yes, we have made it, the the very end of the year. For some of us it has been quite a year, one filled with glorious days to remember, triumphs and things to treasure for the rest of my life. Others have not been so lucky of course, and I do wish that each and every one of you could have had the same year as I. Coming up later will be a review of the year, but first, here is Wednesday's events.

Wednesday

A few months ago, The Met Office decided that all major winter storms should have names, and like in the US, names were allocated for each letter of the alphabet. On the 29th and 30th Storm Frank swept in, drowning the north of England and parts of Wales and Scotland in some places for the 4th time in as many weeks. Down here in the south, we saw little other than clouds fleeing across the sky all day, followed by some heavy rain once night had fallen.

We while away the morning, doing, well, nothing really. We have the radio on, we drink coffee, whilst outside the morning passes into afternoon.

I decide that we might check on the sea wall on Shakespeare at high tide, so at just gone two, we are on the narrow footpath over the tracks that lead out of the tunnel over the sea wall. The sink holes are obvious, as are the cracks in the seawall just above where the beach used to be. There are a few others there, we nod to each other, but the strong wind forces us back to the car and then back home.

After yet more coffee, we watch a couple of episodes more of The Bridge before it is time to go out. Instead of buying her gifts, we are taking Jools' sister out for dinner. She isn't adventurous, so this means heading to the best Chinese in town where we booked a table. We pick Cath up on the way then drive into town. They have an eat as much as you can deal for twenty quid each; so we choose two starters then three main courses and began to talk.

Life at the box factory is pretty grim, so the break over Christmas has done Cath the world of good, and maybe she will choose to jump in the new year. Or not. Anyway the world is full of possibilities.