Thunder at Last

Towards the later days of the 2018 heatwave we have seen news reports and pictures of spectacular thunderstorms elsewhere in the country.   Thunderstorms do tend to be rather isolated and showery so it is all a bit hit and miss.   This afternoon we had our very own thunderstorm so daughter Lorna and I decided to go and sit it out in the roof room, in the middle of the action so to speak.

We were not disappointed and had a lovely hour of daddy and daughter time whilst savouring the storm and pestilence.

Then the sun shone so we went to the cool of downstairs.

Bess the dog obliged with this lovely 'after the storm' picture.

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Since my brush with death I spend happy morning hours in that chair doing the Telegraph crossword and watching the world go by.   The dog appreciates the ceiling to floor window too and has become quite a local talking point.

Besides doing a heroic amount to work around the house for her ageing parents and doing a 10km run Lorna has taken some super Settle photographs on her iPhone.   Here are just two:

Did somebody mention the word walk?

This has been a parasol free post.