Just as suddenly as it started, it's gone again. The big black clouds have vanished, blue skies and sunshine. And great big holes through my rhubarb plant. Thank goodness I took my rare cosmoses in yesterday, they'd never have withstood the onslaught - the downdraught from the storm was extraordinary, we could even feel it inside the house. (Pic: rivers of ice in the yard!)
Caleb the Weather Dog - "It will be a barking good day today with a bit a of bite to the wind. Make no bones about it: weather like this is something to woof about, as it's very nippy. People everywhere will be yapping about the ruff weather coming from the South. Mind you, I could be barking up the wrong tree!" Caleb is J's hearing dog - and he has a startlingly accurate ability to predict the weather a good two-three hours before it hits, allowing J to take her medicine before the barometric shifts make her dizzy and sick.