Absolutely no need for me to tell visitors, to the blog, how bad the weather has been here on Thanet because everyone else will have been subjected to exactly the same experiences wherever they live within the UK. If Storm Dudley was the warm up act, Storm Eunice proved to be the real deal. Smashed fence panels aplenty around our neighbourhood were the most obvious sign of the severity of the wind, but fallen trees and damaged rooves were also a feature. Now, as if we need an encore, Storm Franklin will excerpt it's influence upon a weather wearied populous. Happy days!
|Looking along the Folkestone seafront towards Copt Point.|
This was during the lull between Dudley and Eunice
for what it's worth?
I don't expect many will be surprised to learn that my Thursday RMC session failed to produce any Pike, although Eels were certainly active in the dirty water conditions. Yet, to be fair, under these current circumstances catching a Pike, or not, should be very low on any list of priorities. Saturday morning was spent, prior to another blast of fierce W-SW gales with associated rainfall, repairing a damaged fence panel, replacing a section of soffit and also the slatted roof of my Mum's arbour, which has been in our garden since Dad's passing in 2016. Just nice to have something to occupy my time whilst awaiting the RMC return. It was mid-afternoon, whilst listening to the Radio 5 football commentary, that I noticed a new email in my inbox. It was from Martin Mumby, who is Editor/Proprietor of an, high quality, angling magazine "Catch Cult". I'd sent him an article, a long while back, which I'd forgotten about until this contact. There, for my approval, was a pdf proof copy, "what did I think?" Was he for real? I certainly don't recall David Hall, Colin Dyson or Roy Westwood ever asking me what I thought about their edit of my offerings. So impressed by what I'd received, I'm already penning a follow up.
Bev and I needed to visit the Broadstairs branch of B&M's to get a few bits. Bev gets her "Skinny" fix, whilst I'm only there to purchase sunflower hearts for our garden feeding station. Back home, via a nice detour, it was a superb surprise to be able to grab some images of an adult male Sparrowhawk, on the bird bath, as I was sat in my study. Do garden birds get any more impressive?