Franklin finally departs

Like an unwelcome guest, Storm Franklin finally seems to be departing. Subjective of course, but here in Derbyshire, Franklin seemed marginally more bumptious than Eunice. It certainly seemed noisier with rain bashing against the windows last night and a constant windy roar from the wood-burner all evening.

We strolled into town for a coffee this morning, if you can call it a stroll with our heads down against the wind half the time. Which reminds me, how is it that we almost always have to walk into the wind instead of it assisting us from behind? I noticed that when cycling to work years ago. The wind was against me on the way there and on the way back. A law of nature I suppose.