“Batten down the hatches!!”

Oh my God its windy I was pegging out a sheet when a mahoosive gusty gale came and blew me off my feet, I landed upside down flat on my back, I got such a fright I nearly had a heart attack! What was I thinking of hanging washing out in that, I should have known when the cat stood shaking on the mat.. she looked at me sheepishly at the back door thinking “I’m not going out in that wind, have you heard it roar?”

So all my wet washing is in my tumble dryer, with the pointer on my electricity meter spinning around like a flyer.. well its needs must I’m afraid to hell with the electricity cost, if I hung my bedding on the line, all my blankets would be lost.. and ask for me getting blown off my feet, after I picked myself up off the floor, I had to look for a seat.. coz my heartbeat was racing like a rocket, and my eyeballs were almost popping out their socket..but last night before I went to my bed, I heard the tail end of a conversation what the weatherman said..It was something about “Batten down the hatches?” now that would be why I had a dream about fastening loads of latches

So there’s a Northerly storm come all the way from Siberia causing mayhem in my garden and tearing up my wisteria, which is really a great shame, it looked very pretty around my door with masses of clustered purple heads in abundance galore, but that’s the global weather nowadays or at least that’s what they say, sending erratic elements to shock and dismay.. so the next time before I go to hang my washing out, I shall take a look from my window without a doubt..but one is always wiser after the fact, just as well my gardens grass coz all my bones would have been cracked