Eunice

Us Brits do like to talk about the weather and we have had weather up the ying-yang today as Storm Eunice huffed and puffed and blew the roof clean off our garage.
If nothing else i had a good view of birds doing their Usain Bolt impression and wheelie bins whirling through the sky like a scene from The Wizard of Oz as i parked the car.
I don't know who at the MET Office was responsible for naming Eunice, and Storm Dudley previously, but Eunice doesn't conjure up images of 127 mph winds bowling over trees, something like Dante or Harley would be more appropriate, Eunice and Dudley sound like a kindly elderly couple who puts milk out for hedgehogs.
I am sure that other nations roll their eyes when us Brits bang on about our weather but it really is fascinating, when I snuck outside for a vape about 9:30am it was sunny and calm, and an hour later when i went out again it was a twilight-esque dark grey and i had to dodge a wind assisted dustbin lid skidding towards me at high speed.
Luckily i spent all day in the office watching the storm unfold on TV watching the news bulletins with dripping wet presenters standing dangerously on beach-fronts, cliff edges and flooding rivers as they warned viewers that under no circumstances should anyone go anywhere near beach-fronts, cliff edges and flooding rivers.
As it took the local council almost a year and the intervention of US President candidate Bernie Sanders to replace a light bulb above my garage a few years ago, heaven knows who i will have to contact to get a roof put back on but i am googling Elon Musk's email address just in case.