It's coming up to the 30th anniversary of The Great Storm of 1987. At least that's what they were talking about on BBC Radio Suffolk this morning. Anyone remember it? I can. My Mum and I both woke up, but my brother slept right through it. I remember going outside in the morning and seeing all the trees down. I walked a little way, but couldn't get very far. I also remember going to see Rendlesham Forest after and the devastation was terrible. I don't remember being scared, but just kind of shell-shocked in the morning to see the mess outside. Ah memories! Giving away my age here, but I was seventeen then. Yikes.
Today dawned cloudy and dull, but surprisingly mild. I took a nice quiet walk and got some household stuff done before going upstairs and working on my albums. I managed to get the cover of another one done. I also completed the pages and covered them all, and the tags fitting in. I haven't sorted out photos yet. That seems to be the hardest part. Sigh. I did have to capture three stink bugs while I was up in my room.
Nice reflection on the lake this morning as the sun was beginning to break through the clouds.
I don't think I'll get much crafting in this weekend - usually I don't - though it is supposed to rain so maybe that will be the excuse needed to do some.