It’s calm now. The storm has roared through so today we are assessing the damage. A few tiles came off the roof on the first day but the second day hurled torrents of rain at us and we are quite worried that the water, which has soaked into the loft insulation, will bring down our somewhat dodgy bedroom ceilings.

Our house stands on the side of a hill and is not the highest in district at all and has stood here for about 140 years. We are amazed that the roof, which is the original, has stood the extremes of moorland weather so well and only had one or two tiles replaced. Victorian roofers certainly knew their craft!

So with the calm the birds have come out of hiding and the sky is filled with swallows, which we thought, had flown back to Africa. Wonderful!