Walking home from the Hall last night the wind blown icy rain felt like sharp needles being driven into my face. Today has remained dry but the steadily increasing wind is a sign that Storm Dave is on its way. Such a shame for the people who have come here on holiday.
It felt strange not to be heading down to the stables this morning as the horses are having the day off. Instead I did some storm proofing in the garden. Small items put away, the trailing geraniums brought back inside before they lose the last of their leaves and all the new growth of the many clematis in the back garden secured. I used to use string which was a fiddly job but the plastic covered wire I use now is a lot easier and can be re-used.
With gusts of maybe up to 60mph predicted I'll also bring in the aluminium garden chairs later.
Peter went down to open up the RNLI shop. I walked to the Nisa to see if they had any white cabbage (they didn't) and had a short windy walk along the beach to stretch my legs. I also called in to say hi to Peter. He'd already more than doubled last week's takings, not hard when they were only £5 last week, and more families were out on the beach in the afternoon so maybe some of them will spend some money in the shop.
Under one of the jetties is the time and tide bell, one of only 12 in the country. It was installed to celebrate the legend of Cantre'r Gwaelod. This is the tale of a kingdom protected from the sea by great dykes which was flooded when the man in charge of the sluice gates left them open. There is no evidence for this. Ceredigion bay was a vast scrubby marshland which flooded gradually as sea levels rose. But it's a fun legend.
Seagulls everywhere.
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