A damp squib

Yesterday's storm disappointed in many ways. The 100km/h gusts were over in a few hours and were almost imperceptible at my house, an idiosyncracy of the northwest wind. The 50mm of rain piddled down to a mere 5mm, hardly likely to fill any of our almost empty dams. And the forecast massive high tide with 9 metre swells didn't swamp the path along the bay with mountains of kelp. Okay, there were fallen trees, roofs blown off and flooding in other areas, but not here.
What we did have was a 10 hour power failure in our road, while just 100m away everything was all systems go. In no time, the batteries of all my devices were flat, the ADSL was out and I was left in silence for the day and most of the night. Just when I wanted to do all the ironing and vacuum up all the bits of dog biscuit that just will lodge itself in the Persian carpets! Noooot! But jokes aside, being out of touch with the world, not even a phone, in the midst of a storm and with no lights once the sun went down was very frustrating. We think we will do all sorts of things - paint, write another chapter of the book, etc - but these things need to be worked up to, and only after becoming accustomed to the lack of ability to go about the normal daily routines. Worst of all, having waited a few days for the technician to come all this way to fix the dishwasher that he didn't fix the last time, I had to send him away because there was no electricity! Another 3 days of washing dishes.
What I missed most of all was my music - life is always good when the music plays.
Today the sea is rolling in at a spectacular 20 ft which more than makes up for yesterday's frustrations, and here are some photos. Bear in mind that the view is normally an uninterrupted smooth stretch to the horizon.