Last night we had the storm we’ve been waiting for for days. Preceded, as ever, by a violently strong wind. There was then thunder, exceedingly loud at times, and a lightening show to rival the London fireworks on New Year’s Eve.
We woke this morning to find things where they shouldn’t have been – pots blown off walls, umbrellas missing, the top blown off the cushion box – but the garden looking a touch less dry. But has the storm alleviated the intense heat? Not a chance. This afternoon it is, yet again, well into the 40s and impossible to stay outside unless you have the pool to cool off in.