Windy Day

[skull_bearer]

So, my day.

I spent last night at my father's house, and was woken up in the morning by a deafening bang. I woke up, and opened my eyes to the sight of abstract oil work two inches from my nose. I rolled over, closed my eyes, and tried again. Nope, still there. The huge painting hanging over my bed had fallen down and nearly squashed me.

I got up, and decided to go to the museum, because that is what I do when I have nothing better to do. It's better than joyriding cars, okay? I step outside, and am hit by a blast of wind that nearly tears my ears off. London is having a very windy day, but hey, I've never let weather get in the way of a museum visit. So off I go, stepping over the various wheely bins lying conquered by the wind.

I take a shortcut over a patch of rough ground, but unknown to me, it rained last night, and the ground is so muddy it's practically bog. I lose my balance, make a spectacular skid and fall flat on the mud. I am now windblown, and very dirty.

Still chuckiling over the weirdness of the day, I walk over to the tube station, only to find it closed. this part of the London underground is actually over ground. and a tree's come down in the middle of it. So, no museum.

I won't go into any more detail, but suffice it to say that that tree was not the only one blown down (also including traffic lights, dustbins and occasionally people), and I did a lot of walking to get the most of this 'interesting' weather (sadly, probably not the last we'll see thanks to global warming) and the only reason I didn't lose my bandana was because I wore my earphones all the time.

What's life without a bit of excitement

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[halokitty69.livejournal.com]

The weather has officially gone mad. Some tiles appear to have been blown off the roof of the house next door, and I nearly got blown over when I went out to buy my lunch today.