Was just in town now and did something profligate – took a taxi. Did the doings and laden with bags, went to return by taxi, not bringing the phone with me but chancing the taxi rank.
Trouble with the rank is it’s a fair way off and though downhill in the out direction, to walk back to town is uphill. Should have known when I saw a dozen people waiting down there. We all thought the taxis were parked the other side of the precinct where they’re guaranteed higher fares.
Eventually one came and once inside, I asked him why no taxis for half an hour. There are, he said – you’re in one.
Then he said that everyone was calling for them because Prince Charles had said something or someone else had about 80mph winds up this way around 13:00 today. It’s 12:25 now. Driver said everyone panicked and rushed out to get shopping in – I wondered why the shops were full on a Wednesday, usually a slow day in town.
Now how effing stupid to rush out like that. I mean – people are rightly called sheep.
I checked the Beeb just before going and it said 30mph and rain – not an issue. It was my regular shopping day anyway. So there are all these people in blind panic over not having enough food when their fridges and freezers are crammed.
For the record, I bought some mince and Dover sole, as well as the core items – veg, fruit.
OK, I take it back – there are warnings and it has started out there:
I admit it’s fanciful but doesn’t it seem interesting – south and south-east get it and we escape. So, someone orders it for up here and contacts the media and then, on cue, it hits the parts of England which missed out on the past few weeks’ mayhem.
Reading the Beeb blurb, seems we could be losing our power – this was the main idea, of course. There are two more scheduled posts today at NO but if you see no more after 5 p.m. or if I miss a Skype schedule or whatever, you’ll know why – I’ve been killed by a giant branch crashing through the roof and skewering me to the floor.
It will be interesting to see if the North East has its turn in a few weeks. By the way, it just started raining from the ceiling in this flat. I’ve put out the bucket and sponges and have the sandbags at the ready.
See you when I do.