Good morning you peeps,

Yesterday when the library closed, I just wanted to sit and read my book, but the weather was really bad, so I had to wrap myself in blankets and I was still cold. So I put on the ski-jacket that the old priest gave me after I had pneumonia in March, it is a very warm and windproof jacket so that was good.
I got some credit and phoned a friend who I hadn't heard from for a while and we had a good chat, and hope to meet up soon.
I read my book until late and went and sat in the late night coffee shop for a while, then I walked down by the water, the storm and the spring tide meant that the water was high and roiling, lovely.
No sign of the swans and their swanlets.

Some people had a fireworks display and I stopped to watch it.

Then I wandered back through the dark and stormy night, the rain stopped and I tucked down in the corner because Saturday night is not a safe time to go to the porch.
I was very tired, and with my top blanket pulled up and a coat over my head, I fell alseep, I woke at 1.15am and realised that though I was warm and dry, the coat and the top blanket were soaked! It was raining and the wind continued.
I transferred to the porch and went back to sleep, waking when my alarms went off.

The howling wind had backed a bit and wasn't blowing me too much, and I was warm and comfy despite having to abandon the wet bedding, so I had a lie in.
Then I rebagged my bedding and went to McD's.

Then I had a wash and came here.
I will go to church in a minute.
I texted my friend last night but she was working, so she will come and pick me up later.