commons.wikimedia.org A storm is approaching the south of England. By tonight, hurricane-force winds and heavy rain should hit us. There are fears about falling trees, buildings being damaged, flooding, travel disruption and power supplies. Exposed coasts in Cornwall, Devon, Dorset, Hampshire, West Sussex, East Sussex and Kent could face the strongest winds.
St. Jude In 1987, I'd just arrived in London from Queensland, Australia. When I say just, I mean a week or so before. I took a live-in job in Kentish Town as a nanny, and was given a room at the very top of the three-story house. During the night, the wind roared overhead and the roof started leaking. I awoke in the morning to devastation. Millions of trees fell overnight. On the streets, many crashed onto cars.
The approaching storm, like the one 25 years ago, is not expected to be too severe. With technology, earlier forecasting is much easier. However, things can change and an amber warning has been issued.
Amber meaning, 'Be prepared'.
The approaching storm, like the one 25 years ago, is not expected to be too severe. With technology, earlier forecasting is much easier. However, things can change and an amber warning has been issued.
Amber meaning, 'Be prepared'.
Shrine of St. Jude The predicted storm is named after one of the twelve disciples, St Jude, the patron saint of depression and lost causes, whose feast day is Monday; when the storm is due to reach its most ferocious.
Overnight, rain lashed the hydrangea leaves outside the bedroom window. Daylight revealed hundreds of flattened leaves littering the roadway outside. I hope the English trees won't suffer too much. There are few of them left, what with diseases striking the oak, elm, the ash and the horse chestnut. Trees are the Earth's lungs.
And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.
William Shakespeare
Overnight, rain lashed the hydrangea leaves outside the bedroom window. Daylight revealed hundreds of flattened leaves littering the roadway outside. I hope the English trees won't suffer too much. There are few of them left, what with diseases striking the oak, elm, the ash and the horse chestnut. Trees are the Earth's lungs.
And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.
William Shakespeare
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