Hurricane BawBag passed through last night leave fences blown over and a church steeple damaged in the town centre. I got off lightly with only the hut window blown in. I had to do a temporary repair with card board, a plastic bags and tape. Luckily it won’t cost me anything to fix as today Magz found some Perspex in a friends garden the right size to do the job, well after I cut it to fit. Talk about someone up there looking out for you. Calum will give me a hand fixing the hut tomorrow as the weather is to be a lot better that it has for weeks though is to be colder too.
I was surprised to see what the storm was called but that’s Scottish humour for you. Even when the bombs are falling we always find something to laugh at. I suppose that is really the same the world over. Don’t you think? After all when given the choice wouldn’t you prefer a good laugh to lift your spirits when the waves are crashing onto the shore. Mind I don’t think last nights storm was really that bad when you think of places like Haiti. They’re still struggling with the earthquake that so badly damaged their county last year. Then there is New Orleans in 2005 which it is still recovering from. I’m glad that we don’t get storms that bad. Still it was a wild night.