'Going bump' is being nice about it! It has been wild and windy with a vengence these passed couple of days. Usually it calms down around tea-time, but last night it just got stronger. We could hear shutters banging, rubbish blowing around, and all sorts of other noises. Then early this morning we heard an almighty crash followed by what sounded like breaking glass. We leapt out of bed and hung out the window to see what was going on and there was our patio table in pieces on the ground. The wind had blown it off the roof terrace! Fortunately there was no-one around down below or it could have been nasty. I couldn't believe how many pieces it had shattered into. I suppose the constant exposure to the sun makes the plastic brittle. Pieces of it were scattered on all three verandahs of the flats downstairs, and there were even a couple of bits in the pool. Anyway, we cleared it all up and let the flat owners know. The chairs are all folded away tonight, just in case it happens again.
I made the most of the slightly more gentle wind today, to get the beds stripped and the linen washed. I had to put about ten pegs on each sheet but they were soon dry. Mum must be turning in her grave to see me strip the beds, wash the sheets and put them back on the bed, all in one day, but I don't have much spares here, so that's the way it has to be.