Getting up in the early hours of Friday morning to visit the bathroom I thought 'Gosh the house seems very cold!' This proved to be because the front door had blown wide open. A large swathe of the sunroom floor was very damp and two discombobulated cats were wandering in and out, damp and puzzled. Further investigation revealed that the door between the living room and the kitchen had blown shut and that there was moreover a large pool of cat sick on the kitchen floor. Additionally the smart meter was showing red almost off the scale as the underfloor heating in the sunroom attempted to heat the whole island through the open door.
This is not the sort of thing you want to discover at 4.00 a.m.
I closed and locked the front door, I said a few soothing words to the confused cats and opened the door to the kitchen so that they could access their food and water. I then dried my feet and went to bed, giving a full report to the OH. After about 30 minutes he dragged himself out of bed and dealt with the cat sick and come back to bed, noting that the underfloor heating had dried the sunroom floor very nicely and that the smart meter had returned to green. He was a bit worried that the cold shock would have damaged the coffee plant, but it seems to be surviving OK, so fingers crossed for that.
The winds here have not stropped since Friday evening so we're now being very careful about locking rather than just closing the front door when we go to bed. As Sean Bean, in his iteration as Eddard Stark, would doubtless say 'Winter is Coming'. (And that's assuming it isn't already here)
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